Chapter 5: Taking heads to sacrifice to parents

By this time, another eight riders, wielding swords and riding horses, also approached. It forms a fan shape and surrounds it. Zhao Yu's move shocked them, but when they saw Zhao Yu throwing the sword and being defenseless again, they immediately became angry again.

Like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, the eight war knives intertwined into one sharp edge, targeting Zhao Yu's upper body, and came over to kill him.

The distance of ten to twenty steps is only two breaths for the cavalry who has entered a full sprint state. The eight-mouth sword is right in front of you.

Zhao Yu suddenly leaned over, grabbed the front legs of the war horse he had killed, and wheeled them against the ground, then swept them across with one move.

Only a dozen or so cracking sounds of bones were heard. The cavalrymen who surrounded them from behind and the horses of the five cavalrymen in front had their front legs broken. Then they fell forward with a crash, knocking the five cavalrymen on their backs. Throwed away.

Two unlucky ones among them had their feet stuck in the stirrups. They suddenly fell down while sprinting at high speed, and even the skin and bones were torn off, and one of their thighs was torn off.

Zhao Yu just found a way to sneak in, and dodged through the gap between the five horses. Then he jumped up and down like flying, grabbed the head of the horse behind him, and held it with the palm of his hand. Twisting, his head turned in a circle, and then he closed his horse and fell into a ball with the five fallen cavalry in front of him.

Of the nine who rushed over first, only three were left.

The Tatar scouts never expected that Zhao Yu would be able to use a war horse weighing more than a thousand kilograms as a weapon. In an instant, everything was in disarray. The three riders behind quickly turned their horses to let them pass.

At this time, because the Tatar scouts were fighting in close combat with Zhao Yu, the other ten cavalry scouts who were thirty or forty steps away did not dare to shoot randomly. They all put away their bows and arrows and drew their sabers.

Zhao Yu broke the neck of a Tatar rider. Before the Tatar rider rushed over, he put his toes on the horse's back and pounced on the other rider.

He clenched his palm into a fist and punched out with a dull thud. The Tatar Rider couldn't keep up with Zhao Yu's attack speed, and his chest was shattered by the punch in an instant!

Zhao Yu smoothly took down the sword that was raised in his hand, turned sideways to avoid the pieces of internal organs spurting out of his mouth, moved closer to the side of the horse, and turned around to pounce on the other horse.

The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.

The last rider had turned his horse's head and rushed five or six steps sideways. Zhao Yu still took advantage of his strength on horseback. He was as nimble as a flying swallow, and he immediately pounced on him. With another blow, another head fell to the ground.

With a soft pop sound, Zhao Yu fell to the ground, pulled up the sword in his hand, stepped forward calmly, and slashed one by one, cutting the heads of the five Tatars who had smashed the horseshoes before and planted them on the ground. They had not recovered yet. .

Then he turned around and locked his eyes on the other ten people who were running towards them.

The result is obvious.

The ten cavalry scouts were instantly frightened when they saw Zhao Yu chopping melons and vegetables, killing half of his companions in just a few breaths.

To escape.

So during the sprint, they quickly turned around the dock and ran away in all directions.

But how could Zhao Yu let them go? !

Zhao Yu was just strolling around, and his pace was comparable to that of a galloping horse. Once you use your full strength, your feet will fly. He rushed up one by one and killed all the scouts.

No matter how much the scouts fled in all directions, no matter how hard the scouts struggled, it was of no avail.

All were killed by Zhao Yu's sword.

The midday sun was exceptionally bright, and under the blue sky and white clouds, Zhao Yu stood tall, holding a long knife dripping with blood in his hand.

Within a radius of two to three miles, twenty elite Tatar cavalry fell in random directions. These Tatars, who once showed off their power and slaughtered countless people, all died without their bodies intact.

After gently exhaling, Zhao Yu felt that his heart was extremely bright. There is a slight lightness rising from my heart. This kind of lightness can only appear when joking with the master.

He knew he wanted revenge. And some interest has been recovered today.

Zhao Yu looked towards Jinzhou in the southeast.

...

It's autumn, and it's the time when the air is crisp and clear. Jinzhou City has been besieged for more than half a month.

The army led by Ming general Zu Dashou was stationed in this military town, with strong walls and clear fields, and faced off with the Tatar army. Huang Taiji, the Tatar emperor, learned from the previous unsuccessful attacks and planned to use the strategy of encirclement and reinforcements this time.

Because just behind Jinzhou City, in Ningyuan, is the 130,000-strong army of Hong Chengchou, the governor of Jiliao.

The Ming army is good at defending, but if it is huddled in the city, no matter how powerful the Tatar army is, there is nothing they can do. In addition, the Ming army had a strength advantage, so it could not forcefully attack.

The purpose of besieging Jinzhou was to lure Hong Chengchou from Ningyuan to fight with him in the wild.

He has already received the news from Mingting. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was very anxious because the internal thieves were swarming again. And Hong Chengchou was the best at suppressing thieves. Hong Chengchou will definitely be urged to fight quickly so that he can mobilize the army to suppress the bandits.

Hong Chengchou was powerful, but he was not as powerful as the emperor.

As long as the traitors in the Ming Dynasty rise again, the Ming Dynasty emperor will not be able to sit still. Once he couldn't sit still and was urged to do so, Hong Chengchou had no choice but to lead his troops into battle.

In this way, the initiative lies with the Tatars.

Jinzhou has been besieged for more than half a month now, and Huang Taiji estimates that the food and grass in the city have probably been exhausted. Because in the past few days, in Jinzhou City, several groups of soldiers broke out every night.

Zu Dashou couldn't hold on any longer.

Huang Taiji let go of the soldiers who broke out one at a time. The purpose was to let them report to Hong Chengchou for help.

Zu Dashou couldn't hold on and repeatedly asked for help. If the Ming emperor issued an edict to urge him, Hong Chengchou would definitely not be able to sit still.

The pockets are already open.

However, Huang Taiji was a little confused these days.

Starting three days ago, scouts have been missing one after another. From the three teams of scouts on the first day, to yesterday, seven teams of 140 elite scouts did not come back to take over the mission before dark. As of this morning, eight teams of 160 elite scouts did not come back.

In three days, a total of two Niulu elite soldiers were lost!

One Niulu is 300 people, two Niulu is 600 people!

And they are all elite scouts!

They are all the most elite men in the clan!

He is just a Jurchen tribe, but the elite soldiers he can pull out now are only tens of thousands. These scouts were still elites selected from tens of thousands of people. The loss of two Niu Lu was really heartbreaking.

Huang Taiji noticed it early and thought it was the Ming army who was behind the scenes. But upon closer inspection, it was clearly not the case. The main force of the Ming army is still in Ningyuan.

If the Ming army was responsible, even if there were only twenty scouts, the Ming army would not be able to annihilate them all if they did not have a thousand soldiers. As for an army of more than a thousand people, the movement is so loud that it is impossible not to notice it.

What exactly happened?

Because they were all wiped out every time, with no survivors and only corpses left behind, Huang Taiji could not get accurate information at all and could only guess. He never thought that there was such a person, a humanoid monster, wandering around him, looking for opportunities.

After Zhao Yu killed the first group of Tatar scouts three days ago, he quietly came to the vicinity of the Tatar camp outside Jinzhou City. After walking around for a while, just by looking at the big flag, I knew that the Emperor of the Tatars was here!

Originally, Zhao Yu planned to go in directly and take the head of the Tatar Emperor. But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is not safe. Taking the head of Emperor Xi'ata and then returning to his hometown to pay homage to his parents is what one should do for the Son of Man. But among all the troops, it would not be easy to find the Tatar Emperor.

Coupled with the obstruction of the Tatar army, I am afraid that he will escape.

So after thinking about it carefully, I decided to observe it for a while. It’s impossible for this Tatar army to be stationed here forever, right? Always march.

In the process of marching, if the army stretches, it will inevitably show flaws. When the time comes, find the target and kill with one strike. That will be the perfect ending!

However, observation is observation and waiting is waiting. You cannot do nothing.

So the Tatar scouts were in trouble.

Zhao Yu wandered within four or five miles outside the Tatar camp, walking in circles, encountering one group and killing another, but he never failed and never left a single person alive.

Even the war horses were driven into the mountains and forests, leaving no one alive for the Tatars.

Zhao Yu's actions made Huang Taiji and other high-level Tatars feel on pins and needles and became suspicious. The Ming army didn't know it yet. If I found out, I'm afraid I wouldn't be happy.

You know, since the rise of the Tatars became the biggest threat to the north of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army has suffered repeated defeats. To say how many Tatars were actually killed and how many heads were taken, they are often counted in single digits. This is still a great achievement.

And Zhao Yu alone killed almost 600 elite Tatars in three days. The real Tatars are not fakes who kill good people and take credit. This kind of credit, if placed on the head of a well-known official or general, would be enough to be promoted to the third level.

Naturally, Zu Dashou in Jinzhou City did not know that there was a helper who was helping him unintentionally. Far away in Ningyuan behind Jinzhou City, Hong Chengchou didn't know that there was such a humanoid monster causing trouble for the Tatars.

But the Tatars were anxious.

On the fourth day, in just one morning, six more teams of scouts were killed, and all of them were abandoned in the wilderness. They were discovered by other scout teams and reported back. Huang Taiji no longer dared to neglect, and quickly summoned his generals to discuss the matter.

Naturally, he didn't know that as Zhao Yu became more comfortable in killing and figured out the pattern of the Tatar scouts' march, the killing would become even more efficient. Half a day is as good as the day before.

In the main tent of the Chinese army, Huang Taiji was wearing a yellow robe inside and an armor outside. He looked very bad.

He was already sick, was obese, and frequently had bleeding from his mouth and nose. Now that he had done something like this, it was strange that he felt better.

To the left and right of the tent were all Tatar elders, sitting in rows.

There is Huang Taiji's son Haoge, and there are a lot of heroes such as Azig and Duduo. As for Dorgon, he was left in his hometown to look after the family.

What followed was a discussion, but no results could be obtained. But it cannot be attributed to ghosts and gods, because it will damage morale. After much deliberation, the reckless Hauge couldn't sit still and clamored to lead his troops out to kill the evildoer.

After much thought, Huang Taiji felt that this was the only way. I also believed in my heart that although my eldest son was reckless, he was not useless when it came to fighting.

So he was given five niulu, which was a fine cavalry of 1,500 people.