Once upon a time, these Seljuk soldiers swept the world again and again and again, killing enemies one by one. At that time, whether they were the "brothers" of the same faith or the pagans in the West, they were all so vulnerable in front of them.

But now, their roles have changed.

The Song army led by Li Yanxian defeated the Seljuks in an uncovered wilderness with its powerful combat power in an absolute sense.

Of course, the Seljuks could also blame the Sikals for their defeat.

As long as they can convince themselves!

"kill!"

A tiger roar seemed to sound a thunderbolt out of thin air.

Maktoum didn't even dare to look back, and he just looked at the West and fled.

When he was a little scared and thought about the Sikal people who had saved his life just now, Maktoum, who turned around, saw only a team of wolves and tigers in the Saibei Rangers!

They are not the Song army in the traditional sense.

Although they are very skilled in riding, some people can even shoot arrows on horseback. However, in addition to the unique talents of the nation on horseback, they are at a disadvantage in terms of armor, military discipline, or individual military fitness, compared with the genuine Song army.

The Bianjing military weapon surveillance was already building plate armor. Even though it was just a first-time build and lacked experience, the texture was far inferior to that of European similarities three or four hundred years later. It was quite different from the gorgeous plate armor that later generations imagined. But even so, the soldiers wearing plate armor stood in the open space and allowed the nomadic people in the north to get close to thirty or twenty steps. The latter's bows could not penetrate the armor.

This is certainly because the people in the northern border have not yet developed to the extreme. Later generations accompanied by the Mongols' riding of bows that dominated the Eurasian continent, it is still just a hunting trick in the hands of the Mongolians. The production technology of the initial bows is poor and the quality of the raw materials is not high, so the final finished product is naturally not much better.

But isn't that the case with the plate armor?

This is also a new thing for the military weapons surveillance in the Song Dynasty.

On the battlefield, the Saibei Ranger was riding on the horse, and his roaring loudly!

They all wore relatively light cotton armor, which was provided by the Song army. Compared with the expensive iron armor that also requires precious military achievements to exchange for, the cotton armor can be said to be of high quality and low price. It is deeply loved by the nobles of all the leaders of the northern part of the Seychelles.

Therefore, a large number of Saibei Rangers exchanged for cotton armor and a small number of personal guards wearing iron armor became the standard equipment for all Saibei divisions on the battlefield.

The lightweight cotton armor is not very powerful to resist puncture injuries, but it has a strong protection against chopping injuries and arrows. In addition, they generally cover a layer of felt on the outer cover of the cotton armor, so the protection is even stronger.

At this moment, a large number of Cavalrymen in Gray-Black Felt Robes, holding steel knives and spears, were following a few iron armored cavalry and slashing at a Seljuk infantry in front of them. Although they could not see their faces clearly between dozens of steps, Maktoum could clearly feel the bloodthirsty gazes.

"Kill them all, kill them all. If you want women, kill them all!" A man from the Sebei shouted loudly, "Destroy the current thief, women, everything is gold and silver!"

And amid the shouts of leaders and nobles, the Saibei cavalry, which were already swaying, are even more ferocious now.

They rushed from all over the place, as if they were surging waves, swallowing up all the scattered Seljuk infantrymen.

The brave Cavalry of the North of Seychelles and the Gaochang cavalry fought with the Xikala and the Seljuks. Several leaders gathered a limited number of iron armored knights, hanging outside the battle formation while the large group of people was fighting together.

It was not until the time was right that we were invested in one fell swoop, and then we could really defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

Just like the Sebei Jingqi, who had just defeated Maktoum.

Maktoum did not dare to delay for a moment. The critical situation was like an invisible big hand, which grabbed his neck, making Maktoum breathless.

The Sikalites who were defeated again and again, and the Seljuk standing army from Rian, were not enough to fight against the Song army's pursuers in terms of morale, combat effectiveness, or number.

Otherwise, how could Maktoum, who was in charge of the infantry, be smashed by the Sebei Rangers?

If the cavalry on both wings can still maintain the situation, the infantry of Maktoum is the safest place.

"Shoot, shoot arrows, stop them..."

There were still people in the team shouting, trying to organize their defenses and drive out these northern squads that were coming from all directions. But how could that be possible?

"Form a formation, a gun formation, a gun formation block them..."

Maktoum finally failed to escape because the Song army cavalry, who had been attracting but not being sent, joined the war. The cavalry on both wings completely collapsed, and his speed was so fast that Maktoum could not escape the encirclement - he was directly made of dumplings.

He was surrounded by the Tianfang soldiers and had thousands of infantry and cavalry, and Maktoum's status was almost the highest character in the crowd. He could not surrender. Maktoum, whose family and blood relatives were all in Seljuk, would rather die in battle than be a prisoner, nor would he surrender.

With the implementation of the belief policy of the Song army in the East and West Karakhanate, the Zhao Guan family thousands of miles away had become the eyes of countless elders of Tianfang. Therefore, not only the surrender of the Song people was the original sin, but now even the captured people of Tianfang have become an unforgivable sin.

Maktoum comes from a Seljuk aristocratic family with a relatively basic foundation. He not only needs to consider his own gains and losses, but also his family!

His eyes were staring at Song Jun, and he had only one thought in his mind, which was to kill them as many as possible!

"Kill them all, no one will be left!"

Unfortunately, the Song people did not leave him much time.

The Mongolian cavalry that rushed from all directions did not give him time to pack up the remaining troops and form formations. A large number of Tianfang soldiers would certainly fight to the death when they were desperate, but all the resistance seemed futile in the face of the Song army's iron cavalry who was waiting for their hard work.

Screams were endless, and the battlefield was full of Tianfang soldiers who were chopped under the sword.

But even so, there were only three or four hundred soldiers who were willing to surrender, but they were still greeted by a knife.

"Leave some people to manage the battlefield. The rest continue to chase--"

The Seljuk troops appeared on the battlefield a little less than Li Yanxian imagined. Rian's Seljuk army sent only two thousand infantry and cavalry, which was too small. Although Li Yanxian could not use this to determine that Rian's garrison must not be many, no one could erase this idea in his mind.

At least he felt that he would have wiped out Ma Heimu, and that the city where he was drinking horses would not be hit hard by the Seljuks.

As for the difficult thing to capture Ma Heimu alive, it is not necessary to mention it again. The most important thing now is that he brought his men to outside the city of Rian, which he showed off his might!
Chapter completed!