Chapter Ninety-One: The Great War Begins
The next day, a small group of cavalry harassment continued to be discharged in Beiping City, and the two sides were entangled for two days, and the smell of gunpowder became heavier and heavier, and finally in the early morning of one day, Beiping City suddenly exhausted its troops and horses, and was about to retreat to the grassland.
In the tacit cooperation of the two sides, you chased after me, and finally set up a position in a suitable venue.
Nearly 400,000 people confronted each other, and the whole world was filled with a bit of slaughter, and the formation of the two sides continued to change with the flying flag, and Zhu Biao came to the forward position under the escort of the generals.
The Northern Yuan also wants to put out artillery, don't think that the Northern Yuan will only ride horses and shoot arrows, although they don't like to use firearms very much, but people will not refuse such a good thing as artillery.
Zhu Biao glanced at the formation opposite, and couldn't see how many people there were at all, and his eyes were full of heads.
Zhu Biao's appearance undoubtedly had an encouraging effect on the soldiers on the front line, and Zhu Biao naturally knew it, otherwise he would also be in the mood to show his face in the front army.
Just when Zhu Biao was preparing to return to the Chinese army, he saw Mu Ying galloping over on a disgraced horse.
Towards Zhu Biao, he hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, Wang Baobao has already left Shanxi!" ”
Lan Yu and the others hurriedly stopped him and told him the arrangement.
Mu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Zhu Biao would have an accident when he ran all the way, and now he felt that his eyes were black as soon as he was relieved, but he also knew that now was the critical moment, so he cheered up and said: "Your Highness, Xu Shuai received the news of the last general, so he immediately sent 50,000 cavalry to support, just behind, but it will only arrive tomorrow, it is better to delay it." ”
As soon as Zhu Biao wanted to say something, he was interrupted by several dull cannon sounds, and the two sides had already begun to probe, Zhu Biao waved his hand, and led people back to the Chinese army camp, and everything began according to the established plan.........
Now that the sun is rising, the fog has not completely dissipated, and the former army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty has 60,000 infantry troops, and the cavalry on both wings is 40,000 each, a total of 160,000 troops, like a hungry beast, staring at the enemy in front of him.
With a loud and urgent horn, the army under the Sun Moon Ming was dispatched, and it was as black as a pine forest all over the field, and the formation seemed to be roughly the same as that of the Northern Yuan.
Suddenly, the drums and horns sounded, and the flags hunted in the wind. The cavalry on both wings of the Northern Yuan Dynasty took the lead, and they were like swords unsheathed, and instantly crossed in front of the Ming army.
Just when the opponent's cavalry was dispatched, Li Wenzhong waved his hand under the banner of the former general, and the flag of the Ming army waved, accurately transmitting the order.
Shield! The soldiers in the front row of the Ming army instantly raised shields that were enough to cover their upper bodies, and they cooperated with each other to form an airtight shield array.
Countless arrows were nailed to the shield, but there were still hundreds of people who were shot by the tricky arrows, just before the next round of back shots of the Northern Yuan cavalry, the fire gunners and archers behind the shield soldiers quickly fought back, and after two rounds of fighting, it was time to get on the main dish!
The terrible horn shook the position, the cavalry on both wings of the Ming army roared to meet the attack, and the heavy infantry also strode unstoppably, like a black sea tide swept over the ground.
The infantry of the Northern Yuan Dynasty also started to charge, and finally the two armies collided like a sea of mountains, and if the rumbling thunder resounded through the valley, it was like thousands of angry waves hitting the mountains. The artillery bombarded each other's camps, spears and scimitars flew sonorously, spears and spears whistled and flew by, dense arrows rained like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!
The iron armor struck, the death did not spin, the hideous face, the bloody sword, the low howl, the smoke and dust, the whole mountain was enveloped and annihilated by the terrible aura of this primitive fighting...
Zhu Biao held on to the hilt of his sword and listened to the sound of fighting in the distance, but he did not order the Chinese army to press, the time has not yet come, if he directly crushes the prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, then Wang Baobao will not take the bait.
The slaughter continues. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to tremble, and the earth collapsed. In an instant, one by one, the living life came to naught. They were like a thousand knives, revealing that their limbs were torn apart and their torsos were shattered.
At this moment of being devoured by blood, it is no longer possible to distinguish what a weapon is. Blood-red hands and sharp teeth can't wait to tear face after face apart.
The brain has long lost its rationality, and it seems to be out of control to satisfy its desire to kill. Now it seems that the most wonderful feeling in the world is the thrill of being able to erase everything with your own hands.
Li Wenzhong observed the overall situation solemnly and calmly, and countless instructions were conveyed to the commanders of the army through the sound of flags and horns, even if the opponent was constantly changing in the battle, fighting here for a while, charging there for a while, or where to hold the position, and loading the firearms behind the protectors......
On the battlefield, the dead bodies lay on the ground, the blood did not stop, but no one moved forward to clean up, the strong smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other, filled the air, pungent and unpleasant, the war, but it still continued, but the Northern Yuan gradually fell into the disadvantage, and some people began to flee backwards.
Wang Zhi, Marquis of Liu'an, and Marquis Gu Shi of Jining led 20,000 cavalry to fight with the right army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and Zhao Yong, Marquis of Nanxiong, held a horse lance and led 5,000 elite heavy armored iron cavalry to attack the enemy's Chinese army's big tent.
The iron cavalry instantly tore through the defense of the prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Zhao Yong broke the big tent but found that there was no one inside, Zhao Yong laughed wildly: "Your prince has already run away, just like your emperor, there are things that are not there!" Don't surrender yet! ”
Although most of the Northern Yuan soldiers couldn't understand it, as long as a few people understood it, it would be good if it was passed on to ten or ten, and between the Mongolian shouts and shouts, the military spirit of the Northern Yuan Dynasty declined again.
Nanxiong Marquis Zhao Yong also no longer continued to fight, this time his iron cavalry has lost more than 1,000 people, this is the most elite cavalry in the whole army, but the pro-army of the prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is not easy to bully, Zhao Yong cut off the handsome banner, under the response of the Marquis of Liu'an and Jining, he killed a bloody road back to the front of the battle, and there were only more than 2,000 people left in the 5,000 iron armor, and there were many wounded.
But everything is worth it, the soldiers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty saw that their handsome flag actually fell, and the army was already a little overwhelmed by the chaos, Li Wenzhong shouted, pressed the flag on, and the whole army charged...
Zhu Biao in the rear also pulled out the long sword on his waist, the Chinese army was divided in an instant, and 30,000 cavalry rushed around to surround the Northern Yuan army, and Zhu Biao's side was left, Quan Xu's 30,000 pro-army and Lan Yu's 20,000 cavalry.
Zhu Biao exhaled deeply, and the day before yesterday, he had already ordered Song Guogong to go around the rear and ambush, and be sure to block the route of the Northern Yuan army to escape back to the grassland.
As for whether Song Guogong is loyal or not, Zhu Biao has never cared, the battle situation is in this situation, as long as he is a smart person, he will naturally make a smart choice, whether to help the Ming Dynasty who won a complete victory, or help the fleeing Northern Yuan.
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