Chapter 5142 Easy to catch
Chapter 5142 Easy to catch
It stands to reason that when the Arab army found that an enemy was charging at close range, the best option was to fire a volley of arrows. Even if they could not repel the enemy from more than thirty steps away, they could still inflict huge damage to the enemy. But the problem was that the Arabs were not good at making bows, especially the kind of dexterous and easy-to-operate short bows and crossbows. They did not even have any, and the army was only equipped with a small number of longbows.
This was a change that had to be taken after they had repeatedly fought with the Tang Dynasty and suffered from the Tang army's bows and crossbows. However, the manufacturing process of bows and crossbows was too complicated and delicate, so the Arab craftsmen could only keep experimenting and do their best.
When the last war broke out between the two countries, firearms were very powerful, but the craftsmen of the Arab Empire could not imitate them because they did not even understand the principle...
However, in the whole world, only the Tang Dynasty could bring such weapon pressure to the Arab army.
The Arab army has always been good at close combat, charging into battle with great bravery, and has successively destroyed powerful countries such as the Xia, Shi, and Persia. They do not need bows, crossbows, or firearms, and are invincible.
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Faced with the sudden close-range attack by the enemy, the Arab army reacted quickly and immediately formed a formation and moved forward to defend Amir while trying to stop the Tang army's charge.
It's all in vain.
With the sound of whizzing through the air, short crossbow arrows came in an instant, and the sharp three-sided armor-piercing cones easily pierced the leather armor of the soldiers. More than ten people lost their combat effectiveness with wailing. Then the thunder bomb fell at their feet, the fuse burned out, and exploded with a loud bang. The air was filled with smoke and flames. Countless fragments flew and shot, tearing and destroying everything.
The guards of more than a hundred people fell down in an instant like a rice field in autumn.
The war horses were startled by the explosion at close range and neighed wildly, breaking free from their reins and running around...
Wang Xiaojie took the lead and rushed into the chaotic enemy formation. He held the sword tightly with his hands tied with rags and chopped hard. The first enemy soldier was cut on the shoulder before he could defend himself. The sharp blade cut through the leather armor and cut off the shoulder. With a scream, the whole person was split in two, and blood splattered as he fell to the ground with a bang.
With such bravery and domineering behavior, the morale of the "first-line camp" behind him was naturally boosted. Not willing to lag behind, they rushed into the enemy camp one after another, forming groups of three or three and maneuvering in all directions.
Everyone killed the enemy in silence, without any shouting.
When a battle is about to begin, shouting loudly can certainly boost morale and suppress the enemy, but it will also consume more physical strength. Each member of the "Vanguard Camp" is carefully selected from the millions of troops. They are determined and fearless of death. They do not need such methods to boost morale and confidence. They only need to use every bit of their strength to kill the enemy.
Killing generals and enemies is the greatest merit, and every head is a military achievement. Just cutting off an enemy's ear is considered a head. But at this moment, Wang Xiaojie has no intention of fighting. No matter how many ears he has, how can they compare to the general in front of him?
Although he didn't know this man's name, but judging from his appearance, he could guess that he must be a general. If he could capture him alive, it would be a great achievement!
He gripped his sword tightly and shouted, "Follow me and charge through the enemy!"
"kill!"
Until this moment, hundreds of "first-come, first-served camps" burst into a shout together, full of energy and imposing.
Immediately, two teams stepped forward to guard Wang Xiaojie's left and right wings, and the rest of the people formed a formation of threes and then formed a large formation. Hundreds of people were like a huge "sharp arrow", with Wang Xiaojie as the spearhead and the others as the tail, and they broke into the enemy's formation, armed to the teeth and unstoppable!
The Arab army was known for its fierce close combat, but at this moment, facing this team of "vanguards", they found that they had no power to fight back. The enemy was only wearing leather armor, but the swords and knives could not penetrate the armor. Only heavy weapons such as hammers and sticks could inflict damage, while the enemy's horizontal swords could easily cut through their leather armor, and even the enemy's spears could pierce the few chain mails they had...
How can we fight this battle when we can only be chopped and it is difficult to hurt the enemy?
In a flash, the Tang army broke into their camp.
Amir was so frightened that he shouted loudly, retreated and ordered his guards to rush forward to stop the enemy.
When Amir saw this team of Tang troops rushing forward like a tiger into a flock of sheep out of nowhere, and his own guards were simply unable to resist, he no longer had any hope. He turned around and ran straight to the war horses that were running around uncontrollably, intending to lead a war horse and escape alone.
Even though he was defeated miserably by the sudden attack of the Tang army tonight, he didn't even know how he was defeated. After returning to Sancheng, he would have to face the accountability of Yezid, and even be punished by the tribe in the future, but he had to save his life no matter what, right?
As long as you are alive, there is still a chance to make a comeback. If not, everything is over.
While fighting, Wang Xiaojie kept his attention on Amir. When he saw Amir turning around and trying to leave, he quickly took out his crossbow with only one arrow left, aimed and shot an arrow, which hit Amir right in the thigh. Amir staggered and fell to the ground. Two bodyguards hurried over to support him. This part of the bronze chain mail was very weak and was pierced by the arrow, which hit the junction of the buttocks and thighs, piercing the flesh and seeping into the bone. Amir screamed in pain and could not ride his horse for a while. He could only retreat with the help of two bodyguards.
"Brothers, this is a big fish. Don't hesitate to fight. Follow me and kill it alive. It will be a great achievement!"
Wang Xiaojie swung his sword and chopped hard.
The warriors of the "first landing camp" also had red eyes. They joined the "first landing camp" to charge into battle and put their heads on their belts. What was the point? Wasn't it just to get a generous reward for "being the first to land" and a special honor on the battlefield?
Not only can one exempt the family from corvée labor, but one can also obtain an honorary rank, which can be left to one's son even after death. A farmer's family can instantly become a meritorious family!
Now there is a "big fish" in front of us, which may be comparable to the "first to land" eight or ten times. How can we allow him to escape?
Their eyes turned red, they gritted their teeth and mustered their remaining strength, following closely behind Wang Xiaojie and charging forward bravely. In a short while, they had broken through the defense.
Seeing that Wang Xiaojie had already run towards the enemy general who was supported by two people, a dozen quick-footed men also chased after him. Wang Xiaojie threw his sword, and the sword swirled across the distance between the two sides and hit a personal soldier on the back, piercing through the leather armor and piercing into his internal organs.
The soldier screamed and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with Amir.
Amir drew out the dagger from his waist and tried to resist, but as soon as he turned over, he saw Wang Xiaojie pounce on him like a hungry tiger. Before he could stab with his dagger, a fist as big as a sand bowl hit him hard on the bridge of his nose.
"Well!"
Amir's eyes were full of stars and his breathing stagnated. All his strength was gone by the punch. He was hit again and again, with each punch hitting his face. After a few hits, he was dizzy and dying. He lay paralyzed on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in.
"Tie this guy up!"
Wang Xiaojie got up from the ground, pulled out his sword from the dead enemy, pointed the tip of the sword at the surrounding Arab soldiers, and shouted in Arab language: "All of you surrender and get down on the ground, or I will kill your general!"
The Arab soldiers looked at each other in dismay, then dropped their weapons, squatted on the ground and covered their heads.
They are all Amir's tribesmen. Not only do they share weal and woe, but if Amir really dies here, they will either die fighting for Amir's revenge, or wait until they return to accept the punishment of the tribe and be buried with Amir.
In a nutshell, they can only live as long as Amir is alive. Once Amir dies, they will surely die.
Wang Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around and saw that more and more soldiers were fleeing. He quickly ordered: "Take all these people to the government office for custody!"
He took two soldiers with him, rode a horse with Amir on it, and rushed back through the chaos, heading straight for the east gate.
Just as they arrived in front of the east gate, they saw flags waving and teams of well-equipped cavalry entering the city. Among them was Xue Rengui, wearing a helmet and armor and looking majestic.
"General! I have captured an enemy chief alive!"
Wang Xiaojie rode forward, threw Amir in front of Xue Rengui's horse, then jumped off his horse and saluted.
Amir, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up slowly after being thrown down. When he realized that his hands and feet were tied up and there were tall and strong elite cavalrymen of the Tang army around him, he immediately lost all hope.
Xue Rengui waved his hand to let the rest of the troops continue to enter the city. He then dismounted and looked down at Amir in the light of the fire. Seeing his typical Arab features, he asked, "Who is this man?"
Wang Xiaojie stood up and said with a smile, "I don't know who he is, but he has several hundred guards and lives outside the government office, which is the core area of the city. He must be a general. It's just that the situation was urgent at the time, and many defeated soldiers came and went. I led the 'Xiandeng Camp' alone and went deep into the city. I didn't dare to delay, so I didn't have time to interrogate him."
Xue Rengui turned around with his hands behind his back and saw that he was wearing bronze chain mail, which was rare in the Arab army. This was not something that ordinary generals could wear. He asked curiously, "Could it be Amir?"
Wang Xiaojie's eyes lit up, knowing that this guy was a big fish, but he wouldn't be so lucky as to catch the biggest fish in the entire Hengluo City, right?
"I will interrogate him right now!"
He pulled a dagger from his rib pocket, leaned over, and stabbed Amir in the thigh.
"what!"
Amir screamed in pain. His buttocks were already injured, and now he was hit again, the pain was excruciating.
Wang Xiaojie sneered: "I told you to pretend to be dead!"
He immediately realized that this guy might not be able to speak Chinese, so he asked in the Arab language: "Who are you and what is your identity? Come here quickly!"
Amir closed his eyes, endured the pain, and said nothing.
If the identity can be hidden, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if the identity is exposed, there is probably no chance of survival.
But how could Wang Xiaojie let him pretend to be dead?
He stepped forward and kicked Amir, causing him to turn over with his back facing upwards, exposing his hands that were tied behind his back with ropes. He stepped forward and stepped on Amir's back, swung the dagger with a flash of cold light, and a finger was cut off.
