Chapter 102 Pursuit
Looking back, I saw Ding Qiu and Song Dashan leading the cavalry rushing over.

He seemed to be an unqualified leader. He rushed too fast and lost touch with the troops behind him.

"Stop!" Yang Zhengshan tightened the reins.

The red cloud stopped suddenly.

After Ding Qiu and Song Dashan caught up, Yang Zhengshan raised his lips slightly and shouted loudly: "Follow me!"

After saying that, he pulled the reins and Hongyun galloped towards the north.

Yang Zhengshan lay on the horse's back, his eyes looking forward. His spear pierced the cold wind, and his beard stuck to his neck, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

But he couldn't care about these things now, his goal was right in front of him.

That Jiala Ezhen.

I really don’t know whether the one I pierced last time was real or fake, but this one is definitely real.

At this time, Borja was completely confused.

The other party actually dared to rush out?

And he even dared to lead the cavalry into the battlefield.

How dare they do this?
Borja's mind was full of questions. He never expected that Yang Zhengshan would dare to go out of the fort to fight.

Facing an enemy force several times larger than yours, you still dare to come out. Isn't that just seeking death?

But the result?

This is not seeking death, this is to defeat them!
"Sir! Sir, they are coming!"

Just as Borja was stunned, Barto said with a panicked look on his face.

"Sir, run!"

Barto was terrified.

"Run!" Borja came back to his senses and said with a grim face, "Shut up and get ready to fight!"

He is a third-class lord of the Daling Dynasty. How could he escape in the middle of a battle?
Borja didn't get his current position by flattery, but by piling up real people.

In fact, Barto is not a coward, he was just frightened by the sudden change.

Now, after being scolded by Borja, the cruelty in Barto's heart dispelled his fear.

"Kill!"

Borja let out a ferocious roar and rushed straight towards Yang Zhengshan.

Staring at Borja who was rushing towards him, the murderous intent in Yang Zhengshan's eyes became more and more intense.

In the blink of an eye, the two were close to each other.

Thunder rolled and the spear stabbed out. It was thought that this would be a sure hit, but the two men's bodies intertwined and the tip of the spear actually brushed Borja's shoulder.

The tip of the spear tore through the leather armor and tore off a large piece of flesh, but did not seriously injure Borja.

At the same time, a sharp blade came towards him.

Yang Zhengshan didn't have time to think, he raised his gun to block, and then he leaned back and almost fell on the horse's back.

When he dodged Borja's blade, another long knife came towards him, chopping his abdomen.

The knife came from Barto.

Yang Zhengshan naturally didn’t know that this guy’s name was Barto. He only knew that this guy was very insidious and actually followed Borja to attack him.

Before he could block, Yang Zhengshan swung his spear and hit Barto hard in the chest.

At the same time, the blade also fell on his abdomen, but was bounced off by the gold-painted mountain-patterned armor on his body.

Yang Zhengshan only felt a burst of pain in his abdomen, and then nothing else happened.

He stood up, and without caring about Borja who had missed him, he led a group of cavalrymen to collide with more than a hundred Hu cavalrymen.

The brutality of the cavalry clash can be imagined.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was thrown to the ground.

Yang Zhengshan kept knocking away the enemies rushing towards him, and the gilded flying fish spear left afterimages when he swung it.

When the two sides separated, only about a hundred of the two hundred cavalrymen behind Yang Zhengshan were left.

Of Borja's more than a hundred cavalrymen, only less than thirty were left.

Borja was riding on the horse, covering his shoulder with one hand and looking back with a ferocious expression.

"Bato, retreat!"

At this moment, he no longer cared about his face or his reputation.

If you lose, you lose!

Although he had just exchanged a move with Yang Zhengshan, he knew that he was no match for Yang Zhengshan.

More importantly, they have lost all their advantages.

With Yang Zhengshan's charge, the battle on the city wall was over, and all the enemies who had climbed onto the city wall were eliminated.

Not only that, seeing Yang Zhengshan so powerful, the morale of the soldiers in the garrison was greatly boosted.

What's worse, people like Yang Mingwu, Yang Chengze and others actually jumped directly from the city wall.

They began to slaughter this group of chaotic enemies crazily.

"Chengze, that's an official, kill him for me!" Yang Mingwu pointed at an enemy wearing a fur hat in front of Yang Chengze and shouted loudly.

He had been eyeing this guy for a long time, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance before. Now that he saw that this guy was trying to escape, how could he let him go?

When Yang Chengze heard his reminder, he jumped up the next moment, stepped on an enemy's head, leaped over, and stabbed straight with his spear.

The man was quite strong. He blocked Yang Chengze's attack in panic and even swung the long sword in his hand towards Yang Chengze.

But before his long sword could hit Yang Chengze, a sharp gun tip pierced his chest.

"Boy, your strength is still a little lacking!" Yang Mingwu grinned while holding a gun.

Yang Chengze rolled his eyes at him, not caring about his teasing, and turned around to kill the enemy behind him.

On this side, Yang Mingwu led the warriors in the garrison to attack, and on the other side, Borja gave the order to retreat.

The defeat was like a landslide. The Hu army, which had just come with great vigor and enthusiasm, fled in disarray in just over an hour.

When Yang Zhengshan and his friends turned around, they found a large group of people rushing towards them.

"Rush over!"

Yang Zhengshan launched another charge.

Borja had already decided to evacuate at this time, so he would naturally not delay for a moment, but he did not want to fight with Yang Zhengshan anymore.

Although he dodged Yang Zhengshan's direct attack just now, he was also injured. He was not sure whether he could dodge it again.

So he did not run towards Yang Zhengshan, but ran towards the western hilltop, trying to distance himself from Yang Zhengshan. The scene was too chaotic, and Yang Zhengshan had to face the enemy in front of him, and for a moment he did not notice that Borja had escaped.

By the time he discovered it, Borja had already escaped hundreds of meters.

Looking at the group of panicked enemy troops, Yang Zhengshan glanced at the people behind him again.

"Chase!"

They can charge again while they are still fully exhausted.

Yang Zhengshan was also very determined and vowed to keep Borja, the Jala Ezhen.

The military exploits of one Jiala Ezhen are equivalent to a hundred heads.

With such a great military achievement right before his eyes, how could Yang Zhengshan let him escape so easily?

They were very fast, but Borja was not slow either. More importantly, there were hundreds of defeated soldiers behind him.

When Yang Zhengshan rushed out from the fleeing soldiers again, they were still farther away from Borja.

"You guys go back! I'll chase him!"

Yang Zhengshan wanted to try whether Hong Yun could catch up, but as for the others, they would definitely not be able to catch up.

Ding Qiu and Song Dashan looked at each other helplessly and could only turn around and go back to clean up the scattered enemies.

Under Yang Zhengshan's urging, Hong Yun's speed increased a bit. After chasing for about seven or eight miles, Yang Zhengshan was less than two hundred meters away from the opponent.

Two hundred meters is already within Yang Zhengshan’s shooting range.

Taking out a pistol from the backpack hanging on the saddle, Yang Zhengshan took out the pistol with a whoosh, using the inertia of Hong Yun's forward movement and his own strength, and threw it out fiercely.

A Hu cavalryman fell off his horse with a loud bang.

"Damn it! This bastard is actually chasing us!" Borja was furious and started to curse. "This dog Rong will not die well. When the Japanese lord comes, he will be cut into pieces!"

Although he shouted fiercely, he did not dare to stop for a moment. He could only whip the horse hard to force the horse under him to gallop at full speed.

A pistol was fired, and Yang Zhengshan took out another pistol.

The sound of whizzing through the air rang out in succession, and the Hu cavalrymen kept falling off their horses.

In a moment, there were only a dozen or so Hu cavalry left behind Borja.

The dozen or so Hu cavalrymen were so frightened as if they had seen a ghost that they just ran away desperately.

"The camp, sir, we are at the camp!"

Barto, who had been running away, suddenly shouted in surprise.

Borja also showed a look of surprise.

"Let him chase us. I don't believe he dares to chase us into the camp!"

……

On the city wall of Chongshan Pass.

"Report, Lord, Linguan Fort has repelled the invading enemy forces and is now pursuing the defeated enemy forces!"

The soldier who had been there before ran over again to report to Liang Chu.

Liang Chu suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief, "Fought back? Didn't they say there were 1,500 bandits? They were defeated so quickly!"

"In reply to your question, lord, this is absolutely true. I have asked the scouts out there many times, and their answers are the same!" the soldier said affirmatively.

Liang Chu's eyes flickered, he still couldn't believe it.

There were 1,500 barbarian bandits there, but how many soldiers were there in Linguan Fort?

Three hundred? Or five hundred?
Even if all the old, weak, women and children were included, there would be no more than a thousand people at most.

Suddenly, Liang Chu stood up abruptly, walked out of the city wall quickly, and looked towards the Hu camp in the north.

Of course, you can't see Linguan Fort from here, but you can see the Hu tribe camp.

If Linguan Fort really defeated the invading enemy, the fleeing Hu bandits would inevitably return to the main camp.

He squinted his eyes and looked towards the west of the Hu tribe camp, and sure enough, he saw several figures rushing out from the other side of the mountain.

The distance was too far, so he couldn't see clearly, but he felt that these Hu cavalry were moving very fast, as if they were being chased by something.

Soon after, another figure rushed out from the other side of the mountain. He couldn't see it clearly and involuntarily leaned out from the parapet.

However, as the Hu cavalry got closer to the Hu camp, he could see more clearly.

He clearly saw the man chasing him from behind throwing his pistols continuously, shooting the Hu cavalry off their horses one by one.

Yang Zhengshan didn't know that Liang Chu was paying attention to him at this time. He had already discovered the Hu tribe camp in front of him, and also saw several Hu tribe scouts galloping towards him.

Looking at Borja who was getting closer and closer to him, he raised his pistol and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although throwing a pistol while riding a horse can increase the throwing distance by using the inertia of the forward charge, it will affect his accuracy.

Just now he fired twelve pistols in succession, all aiming at Borja, but the results either missed or hit the Hu cavalry behind Borja.

At present, the scouts of the Hu tribe camp have discovered him and are moving towards him. If he does not evacuate, he will probably have to stay here.

Yang Zhengshan raised the pistol in his hand and threw it out fiercely.

The dull sound of thunder followed the pistol as it streaked across the sky.

The corners of Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly.

This shot is sure to hit the target.

A strong sense of self-confidence emerged in his heart.

Time was running out, so he changed direction the moment he threw the pistol.

However, just as he turned around, Borja, who had been fleeing, suddenly turned sideways and raised the long knife in his hand.

Click!

The pistol was cut off in mid-air.

Yang Zhengshan was stunned, but Hongyun had already changed direction at this time, and Yang Zhengshan had lost the opportunity to continue chasing.

blocked!
He was a little disappointed, but he quickly dispelled the disappointment.

He was too confident before, or it should be said that he underestimated Borja.

Borha is the Jiala Ezhen of the Hu tribe. If he did not have this much strength, the Hu tribe would have been destroyed by Darong dozens of times.

He has always been a decisive person. Since there is no chance, there is no need for him to continue to worry about it.

Compared to killing Borja, what he needed to do at this time was to leave.

Otherwise, when the scouts around surrounded him, he wouldn't be able to leave even if he wanted to.

(End of this chapter)