Shaharu was right when he thought about it: Sharpen the knife and don't you mistake the woodcutter? So he ordered the soldiers to stop, take out what little food they had, take some mare's milk, kill some of the stallions who had been overserved, and begin to eat. They didn't care about camping and the like, if Zhang Fu came with his troops, even if they set up camp to block the attack, they would eventually die of thirst, there was no water source in the gorge, and there was not much grass. The soldiers took the food and the mare's milk, and began to eat as soon as they sat down on the ground.

After the soldiers had finished their meal and rested for a quarter of an hour, they were driven by Shaharu and Salha to attack the Ming line.

"Soldiers, I know that you don't want to fight anymore, and you just want to go back to your home and rest as soon as possible. Like you, I would love to go home as soon as possible. ”

"But now these Ming troops are blocking our way and blocking our escape route; And the pursuers behind are about to rush over, and it is impossible for us to go home by another road. ”

"So in order to be able to return home alive, the soldiers, fight hard with the Ming army and break through their defenses! Fight your way out! Salha spoke.

His speech worked. Although these Western captives were reluctant to fight, they were even more reluctant to be captured by the Ming army, and wanted to return to Samarkand alive and return home to see their wives and children. So when they heard Salha's words, they all shouted: "Kill the life!" ”

Salha encouraged them a few more words, then jumped down from the large rock, brandished the scimitar in his hand and led them to charge towards the Ming army's defenses. Encouraged by him, the soldiers who had been selected to charge the first batch of soldiers howled and rushed after him.

When Song Xuan saw this scene, he immediately ordered the soldiers to prepare to defend against the enemy. Thousands of three-eyed firebolts were raised horizontally and aimed at the western warriors who were rushing towards them in a dense formation in front of them, and opened fire as soon as they heard the sound of drums. Suddenly, a puff of white smoke dispersed in the air, and a sound comparable to thunder erupted in the air.

The formation formed by the Xilu was too dense, and Song Xuan only gave the order to open fire when they had already reached seventy steps, and immediately thousands of Xilu fell, and almost every projectile hit one person.

The Ming army immediately wanted to cheer. So many Western captives were killed in one time, and dozens more they should have been killed; What's more, a third of the people who fell all at once, how should the Xiyu be afraid and retreat. They'll be able to hold on a little longer.

But contrary to their expectations, even if a third of them fell to the ground, the rest continued to rush forward without blinking an eye, without the slightest hesitation, stepping on the corpses of their comrades who had been killed by projectiles.

Song Xuan immediately ordered the soldiers to fire a second round. In this round, because the formation of the Xilu was much looser, only one-sixth of the original total number was killed; Then a third round of fire was fired, and another sixth was killed, leaving only a third of the original ones.

But they also finally rushed to the front of the Ming army's defensive line. They raised the crossbow in their hands and fired all the crossbow arrows, then threw the crossbow to the ground, drew their waist knives and howled loudly towards the Ming army.

The Ming soldiers had a favorable location, and the number of people was larger than that of the Western captives who rushed over, and soon turned these people who came to die into real dead people. But these people also affected the defensive formation of the Ming army, so that they only had to fight close to each other again after only firing two rounds of volleys at the second group of Xilu, although these people were all wiped out again, but immediately the third group of Xilu rushed over,......

After an hour of bloody fighting, Xilu finally entered the uneven formation of the Ming army, and launched the most tragic battle with the left and right guards and cavalry infantry of the government army under the command of Song Xuan.

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"These Xiyu are crazy, even if they exchange their lives for their lives, they have to rush forward!" Liu Shu finally hacked one person to death and shouted.

"At this time, they are equivalent to the Western Chu army fighting against the water, of course, they will rush forward like crazy. If the Ming Dynasty loses this battle, Timur sends an army to outflank our back road, and we will be as desperate as they are. Liu Jiao said. At this time, their brothers leaned together and fought against the Siyu.

Liu Shu was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard Liu Jiao shouting: "Be careful!" As soon as he subconsciously lowered his body, he felt a gust of wind pass over his head from back to front.

He was about to turn his head to look, but immediately heard Liu Jiao shouting: "Don't turn around!" Look over there! I've solved this guy. Liu Shu immediately stopped, and brandished the Pu knife and stared in front of him. At this moment, another Western captive came at him, and he hurriedly stood with this man, and hacked this man to death in a few fights.

Most of the Ming troops fought as bravely as Liu Jiao and Liu Shu brothers, but their numbers were too small, 12,000 people, and even though the Ming soldiers were able to fight with one enemy and two or even one against three, they faced eight or nine times the total number of Western captives, so they gradually still fell behind. More and more people were killed by the Xilu, and the rest of the people were also killed by the Xilu and retreated.

Liu Fa slashed one person to death, forced several people to retreat, and pulled Liu Shu backwards. Song Xuan arranged a total of three lines of defense, although they were all very simple, but they could always hold on to the defense line for a while longer, at this time the first two lines of defense had been broken by the western captives, and they could only retreat in order to hold on for a while longer.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly threw the knife out of his hand as soon as his arm went limp.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Liu Shu shouted.

"It's nothing, it's out of strength." Liu Fa took the knife with his left hand, and his right arm drooped and he was about to continue to retreat.

But because of this moment, his figure still paused for a moment, and was seized by a Western captive who took advantage of the opportunity to block his vision and slashed at his shoulder.

Liu Jiao shouted, squeezed out a small amount of strength, and swung a knife to hack this person to death; The Annan soldier pulled the knife out of his body, turned sideways, and slashed into his lower abdomen.

Liu Fa couldn't hold the Pu knife at all, and threw it on the ground as soon as he let go of his hand, and the knife in his lower abdomen was pulled out and fitted.

The West captivated a little, and turned sideways to dodge; But Liu Jiao, who was about to be exhausted, had a strength out of nowhere, turned around and crashed into his arms, and then stretched out his right hand to block his arm holding the knife, and his left hand bent and choked his neck, and killed him with another twist.

But before he died, he also fought back desperately, and at the moment when his neck was broken, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and pierced it into Liu Jiao's kidneys.

Liu Jiao pushed away the Xilu who had turned into a corpse, stretched out his hand to cover his waist, felt that the blood in his body was flowing outward, and muttered: "Am I going to die?" ”