Chapter 234: The Waiting of the Assassin's Hospital

After the Assassin Governor came, he immediately beat the vanguard with dozens of whips, and then asked about the situation in detail.

The Assassin Governor was no stranger to the situation of the Ming army.

Without him, although the war is ever-changing, when it comes to basic tactics, there are actually only a few, and the others are just variants.

If the Assassin Governor's Institute is not prepared for the Ming army's methods at all, then he will be worthy of his reputation as a veteran of a hundred battles.

On the second day, the army of the Watts was arrayed, but they were not in a hurry to attack, but they did not know how many people had driven from behind the army.

Countless tile spur soldiers threw some tattered weapons and boxes of mixed steamed buns in front of the battle.

"Listen, and eat, take up the fellows and go to the camp opposite, and whoever breaks through them, let them go back to their homes, if they are not obedient." A general of the tile spur said coldly, and suddenly rode forward, and with a wave of his long knife, he knocked off the head of a common man in front of him.

But I saw a pillar of blood rising up into the sky, scattering blood rain in the sky, and hitting the faces of the people around him. For a while, countless people screamed and panicked.

"That's how it ended." The general slowly returned the sword into the sheath.

All the people know that this is a dead end.

Not to mention, can it be broken, even if it can be breached, let them go home, can the court let them go?

But what can they do?

I can only beg not to be a starving ghost.

Everyone began to snatch the mixed bread, and the Tile Spur soldiers looked at it coldly, not maintaining order at all, without him, in their eyes, these were just walking dirt. The weak are of no use to the tile spurs, and those who can't even grab steamed buns expect them to play a role in the battle formation.

The Assassin Governor didn't expect them to be able to break through the Ming army's position, and if they could really do this, they wouldn't be easily breached Guangchang.

That's right, most of these people are Guangchang people.

The Assassin only let them fill the trench with their bodies.

All that's left is to see the Tile Iron Rider.

Feeling that the time difference was good, the cavalry of the overseer array opened their bows and arrows one after another, and shot dozens of people in a row, and the people rushed forward like a flock of sheep.

The cavalry of the brigade drove behind without approaching or slow, and whoever ran slower was an arrow.

In just a few moments, dozens of people died under the horse.

Fang Jin looked at this situation, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. 、

This was expected by him, but when it really happened, it still made Fang Jin unbearable.

Fang Jin's father, Fang Zheng, is also a veteran who has guarded Datong for many years, if you really count it, Fang Jin is also a border general in Datong, and he followed his father to live in Datong

For many years.

Datong is almost a second hometown for him.

Although he hadn't seen these people in front of him, in terms of the region, they were all his fellow countrymen.

And he is no stranger to the methods of the Tartars, as if the Assassin Zhiyuan knows some of the basic tactics of the Ming army, and he also knows everything about the three axes of the Tartars.

He originally thought that Bauhinia Pass was in the deep mountains, and to the west of Bauhinia Pass, it was Taihang Mountain, and there were few pedestrians in the villages, but he never thought that there was still such a trick in the thorns.

It's just how ruthless Fang Jin is in his heart, at this time, he will not give a second order, he also knows that he opposes the Fujian soldiers, although he has a lot of experience in fighting with Ye Liuzong and Deng Mao's Seventh Army.

But the problem is that the chaotic army in the south is fundamentally different from the Tile Thorn Army in front of them.

He ordered in a deep voice and said, "Before I came, I already told Your Majesty that if the Bauhinia Pass is broken, all the 30,000 members of our Fujian army will die here, and the imperial court will take good care of your family." However, if the Bauhinia Pass is broken, but someone leaves here alive, they will be punished as deserters, and the men of the family will be executed, and the women will be sold. ”

"Including me Jin."

"As long as we can hold here, the imperial court has already prepared the silver to reward the three armies, and we will think about what to do."

Fang Jin did not shout these words loudly, but sent heralds to pass them down one by one, and it didn't take long for the atmosphere of the whole army to suddenly sink down.

If it were another guard, the threat would be a bit of a void.

Without him, the yellow books everywhere are not complete, do you expect the already unusable guard army to have an extremely strict roster?

But Fujian is different from other places, there really is, and it was made up by Fang Jin, although I dare not say that there is no water, but most of the soldiers can't escape.

Although it is a little brutal, this is also the biggest deterrent force of the imperial court, and this deterrent force is also supported by the organization behind it. There is not even a record of how many members of someone's family are, if the nine clans are punished?

At this moment, every Fujian soldier thought of his family, and the sympathy and pity in their eyes slowly faded. Of course, they sympathize with the people in front of them, but if they are defeated, who will sympathize with them and sympathize with their families.

When the people entered a few dozen paces, the Tile Thorn cavalry fired arrows one after another, and shouted loudly: "Run, run." ”

The people who were left behind were killed one after another, and the people could only run, and some of the people who had lost their footing for a while were immediately trampled down by countless feet, and when countless people passed, they still turned into an inhuman-like corpse.

"Bang." The sound of a crisp salvo was heard, and along with it, countless shouts, groans of pain, hundreds of people turned into fresh corpses in front of the two armies.

The Assassin Governor looked over from a distance, but saw that the corpses of the people were in appearance

When part of it falls in the trench, but a considerable part of it still falls outside the trench.

It didn't work out what he wanted, and with a wave of his hand, the second group of people was driven up again.

All morning, it was not like a battlefield, but an execution ground.

It's just that Guangchang is not a big place in the first place, and there are not too many people who have been pressed over, and one or two thousand people have died before noon.

Although the Assassin was not too satisfied, he also knew that it could only be so.

He jerked up from his horse on the ground, turned on his horse, and said, "Let's begin." ”

After waiting for a long time, the cavalry suddenly cheered, and countless cavalry began to charge.

The cross-section of the entire valley is only two or three miles, plus a river, there is already a place in Hebei, and the main position arranged by Fang Jin is just over one mile.

If it is converted into ancient steps, that is, the distance of more than 500 steps to 600 steps, the cavalry cannot let go of the charge.

I could only rush up in waves.

At this moment, although the trench was not filled, it was mostly filled, and they were able to ride their horses and cross the trench directly, wanting to rush to the high platform.

The two sides were separated from a shallow fence and began a brutal hand-to-hand encounter.

Each firebolt had to keep an orderly firing frequency with arrows in his head, as well as stone ropes, short spears, and other projectiles thrown at close range by the Tile Spur soldiers.

Of course, there are also firecrackers who don't know much about it, and when they shoot, they suddenly fall to the ground with an arrow, and immediately have the soldiers behind to make up for it.

Ming casualties began.

Overall, however, the casualties were greater.

No matter how elite the Tile Spur Cavalry is, once it rushes to the fence, the life of the Tile Spur Cavalry can be counted in seconds.

But the Assassin Governor didn't seem to care, waiting for one wave of Tile Thorn cavalry to retreat, and another wave rushed up again, as if the cavalry that died every time was not the same as his command at all.

In fact, this is not necessarily wrong.

For the generals of the Tile Spur Headquarters, there are not many times when the Tile Spur cavalry actually fights, but more of a supervising team, especially in this kind of situation where people want to die. It is even more important to let those small tribes go first.

After all, the tile spur rode and looked at the knife, who dared to say a "no" word.

It wasn't that he didn't care about the results of the following departments, he had been listening to the sound of the firecracker.

At this moment, he secretly said in his heart: "This shouldn't be." ”

The guns of the Ming army could not be fired by spears, and so did artillery.

He also knew that the people below probably couldn't do anything, and he didn't care, he was just waiting for the upper limit of the Ming army's guns.

Everything has drawbacks.

Today's battle has reached this point, and the Ming army has already fought for an unknown number of rounds. In his estimation, the fire gun should have failed a long time ago. Why doesn't there seem to be any problem?