"Old parents! The officers and troops attacked! ”

On the west side of the river, by the light of the sun in the west, the voice of the garrison was a little excited and nervous, watching the desperate fight of the two armies not far to the east of the city.

The Southern Chinese army pounced forward in the formation of a row of pikemen and a row of sword and shield soldiers, and the swords, guns and armor in their hands did not know whether they were stained red by the setting sun or the blood of the enemy.

The Tartars on the opposite side, wielding short knives, tiger tooth knives, big axes, tiger spears, and even long-handled knives, pounced on the formation of the Southern Central Army.

The pikemen were almost shoulder to shoulder, holding their spears flat in their hands, shouting, "Kill! ”

The two torrents that were moving in the opposite direction collided head-on, and in an instant, countless blood flowers were splashed!

The two volleys had already scattered the formation of the Tartars, and these people were completely relying on a blood qi, and the blood and screams of the dead and the wounded by the fire bolts stimulated the brute in their blood, and they completely supported the forward rush to kill with this blood courage.

The spears and tiger spears of both sides poked at each other violently, and from time to time someone fell to the ground, and between the two fronts was the distance that the spears could poke at each other! This short distance is the distance between life and death, victory and defeat.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of several Jiannu's sword and shield soldiers, and they silently pounced towards several spearmen from the flanks. One of the spearmen caught a glimpse of this small counterattack team, raised his spear and stabbed, unexpectedly, the sword and shield soldier led by the opposite side was a veteran of the enemy, although he was not selected for the white armor. But he is extremely experienced in combat. Seeing the spear stabbing at him, he raised the shield in his hand violently, and at the same time dodged downward, and the sharp spear head slid over his shield with the sound of the wind, picking off the red tasseled black helmet above his head.

The scalp on the top of the head of the Jiannu sword and shield soldier was pierced, and blood flowed down his head, but he didn't care much, and slid forward with the shield and the barrel of the gun, ready to bully him, and slashed the spearman in front of him with his sword. After that, they slashed and slaughtered in the spear formation. It's good to teach this group of arrogant Nikans a lesson and know the power of the Qing soldiers.

But, suddenly, a spear from the diagonal stab pierced him under his left ribs. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the spear stabbing at him. I'm trying to dodge. A spear on the right stabbed him in the neck like a flying snake, and the sharp tip of the spear easily pierced his neck, and the gunman twisted the barrel of the gun. The tip of the spear rotated half a circle around his neck, and the blood in the carotid artery was sprayed out by the tremendous pressure, and the blood arrows up to two feet high sprayed the surrounding people one by one.

The few sword and shield soldiers behind thought that it was the person's coated Aha or something, with only one uninlaid iron cotton armor on his body, holding a knife and holding a shield in his hand, seeing his blood sprayed, they couldn't help shouting loudly, and everyone didn't know what they were shouting, so they just greeted with a spear.

Although those domestic slaves were also wearing armor, holding swords and shields, and talking about battlefield experience and personal martial arts, they were not much worse than the family members in the Ming army, but in the face of five or six spears complementing each other, they still began to become timid. One was not careful, and the one that rushed in front was pierced through the cotton armor by two spears, pierced along the ribs, and pierced the lobes of the lungs, and the two spearmen were very tacit with each other at the same time, and the barrel made of stone oak wood was extremely flexible and elastic, and the slave was picked up and thrown at the few people behind.

Seeing that the man was thrown over, the few house slaves behind him could not dodge and were smashed into their ranks, and the man couldn't stop spitting out the blood with bubbles in his mouth, pointing at the oncoming spearmen, as if he had something to say.

"Brothers, get out of the way, let's come!"

Behind him, several sword and shield soldiers pounced and went straight to these house slaves, and between the swings of the long knives in their hands, flesh and blood were already flying. Those who were not swept by the long knife saw that the situation was not good, dropped their shields and fled backwards with a scream.

The pikemen in front and the sword and shield soldiers in the back, with their spears broke through the already extremely scattered formation of the tartars, and the sword and shield soldiers pounced on them to clean up the stragglers. For a while, such tactics cooperated with the screams of the killing Jiannu.

"Defeated! Defeated! ”

Several Mongols shouted wildly as they fled southward. With their cries, the people who had no intention of resisting were even more unsettled, and some people also joined the ranks of running backwards, leaving behind the soldiers who were still wielding swords and guns to fight with the Nanzhong army.

No one is stupid, Jiannu entered the customs and plundered, relying on the barbarism of bandits, but they are definitely not stupid. Seeing that many people are running backwards, but they are going to leave themselves here to die? How can this be true?

As a result, more and more people fled, and the entire army formation was already showing signs of collapse.

"Order, send the firefighters up, and shoot two more volleys!"

Wang Bao shouted towards the number of the division that followed him.

Eight hundred firecrackers lined up in two rows and fired fiercely at the Jiannu who were gradually trying to restore the establishment in the distance amid the whipping and scolding of the Jialazhangjing and Niulu Zhangjing!

With a distance of less than fifty steps, you can penetrate the armor on the heavily armored soldiers, not to mention these characters in front of you, such as Yu Ding, and Baoyi Ahha, who are mainly dressed in iron cotton armor and uninlaid iron cotton armor? Those Mongolian Jialazhong are even worse, often wearing a leather robe, how to resist the attack of bullets?

For a while, there were screams again and again, and the team that had just sorted out some signs completely collapsed.

"Lord Toruń, the Han people have a saying, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! Let's go! ”

Bukh Gyalazhangjing pleaded bitterly towards Lord Toruń.

"Let's go? When you see the masters, how do you explain? The siege of two or three thousand soldiers and horses of these two Jiala did not take down more than 3,000 Ming dogs! ”

"My lord, you're talking badly! This is not more than 3,000 soldiers and horses of the Ming Kingdom, they rely on the strong city, and there are tens of thousands of strong soldiers hidden in the city, these more than 3,000 are just the family members of the generals who command the army! How did our army resist? ”

"Let's go!"

Under the persuasion of the people, Tolungyala Lazhangjing got on his horse and whipped it in the direction where he came, and rode away, followed by the chaotic camp, the noisy and galloping soldiers, and the clothed Aha. The Qing soldiers fled in rout, and they were not necessarily stronger than the Ming army that they despised. It goes without saying that they threw away their armor and robbed the horses of their belongings. In order to grab horses for escape, the hierarchical order of the past, the lord and slave were inferior, and they were all gone in the face of life and death.

Baoyi Aha snatched Yu Ding's horses, Yu Ding robbed the property of the Mongolian soldiers, and the Mongolian soldiers robbed the Jiannu armored soldiers, in short, the chaos was incomparable, and it was thought that the old slave and wild boar skin crawled out of the Beiling of Shenyang. I saw such a scene. will also be re-.

"Alas! I can't imagine that I lost so badly! ”

Lord Torun didn't dare to look back, and when he heard the fighting and scolding of the flag soldiers behind him, he could only hide his face and leave.

After walking only a few dozen steps, I heard the sound of horses' hooves like thunder behind me!

Behind. Like two swimming dragons. Huang Yishan and Tang Chang led five hundred cavalry to chase and kill with wind and thunder!

When Wang Bao ordered the firecrackers to launch two volleys. The five hundred cavalry led their horses out of the camp gate and finished the procession.

With a team of 100 cavalry, marked by the pennant on the spear in the hands of the commander and the officer, the cavalry was assembled.

"I'll be running. Look at the tip of my gun, don't go beyond the tip of my gun! ”

The officers said to the cavalry with a tiger face one last time. After a few days of fighting, people have found that these Tartars in front of them are indeed good at fighting immediately, and they are different from the enemies they have seen before. The captains carefully checked the distance between the horses, almost all of them were at a distance of about one meter, and a hundred war horses opened a hundred-meter-wide front.

At first, the horses walked forward slowly in small steps, and then gradually turned into a jog.

As the team accelerated, the entire platoon gradually became larger and larger, but the distance between the horses was still within two meters.

The huge platoon was still stretched into a horizontal row and rushed over, crushing and impacting the remnants of the Tartars who were running around on foot, and from time to time someone was knocked to the ground by the jogging war horse, and then trampled into death by the horses behind.

Visually measuring less than three hundred steps from the tail of the team fleeing from the Tartars, Huang Yishan shouted: "Prepare to charge!" Draw the knife! Hasten! ”

As soon as this order came out, the officers in the team threw the spears in their hands on the ground, pulled out the thick-backed saber hanging there from the saddle bridge, and immediately stabbed it with the spear.

Swords from the length of the cavalry are made of iron and steel, and with a little force, they can cut through the enemy's armor on a horse. However, the cavalry of the South Central Army still has a trick that is lazier and less technical.

Using the mutual support between the war horses, breaking away from the reins, stretching out the arm with a knife in one hand, and the blade outward, such a tactic, only need to control the running direction of the horse team, rush towards the enemy, use the speed of the war horse to run, hit the knife on the enemy, and then gently follow the trend, the speed of the war horse, the weight of the knife, the angle of the cut and many other factors are combined, and the enemy's body can be easily cut along with the armor.

Although the Tartar claims to be strong in riding and archery, in terms of horse breeding, it is inferior to the officials and soldiers in the mainland, at least in terms of theory and supply standards, there is not so much supply of beans and salt, only ordinary forage. Therefore, it is often seen that the Tartars have two or even three horses, just to replace them along the way. The war horses of the South Chinese Army are mixed and crossed with Yunnan horses, fruit horses and other breeds on the basis of Arabian horses introduced from India, and they are obtained after many selections, and they are mainly fed with corn grass on weekdays, and at the same time each horse has a standard supply of soybeans, salt, etc., and once it comes to the time of high training intensity, it will also increase the supply of eggs. And in order to increase the nutrition of their mounts, those cavalrymen even used their military pay to buy eggs for horses to eat. In this way, the gap between the two appears.

"The horse team of the Southern Barbarians has caught up!"

These Nanban are too bullying! They bullied us with artillery and positions, bullied us in hand-to-hand combat with firearms, and now they want to bully us with horse teams?!

Lord Torun really couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, he reined in his horse's head and turned his head, and was about to give the order, when Buhejia Lazhangjing beside him had already shouted: "I, the descendants of Genghis Khan, let these Nikans, who have just been able to ride horses, see what a warrior on horseback is!" ”

The soldiers with the red flag Mongolian Jiala, Yu Ding, Baoyi Aha and the like, roared and turned their horses' heads and rushed towards Huang Yishan and others who were chasing from the north.

In their opinion, these horses are not as good as my newly weaned son. Worthy of fighting with our Mongol warriors on horseback?

"Accelerate!"

Seeing the Mongolian on the opposite side galloping wildly, Huang Yishan shook the iron steel saber in his hand that had been trained by the eutectic method, "Stabilize the row!" ”

Rushing forward, like a stream of iron.

The two cavalry rushed to one place on the side of the canal.

"Unexpectedly, this officer army is not only fierce in gun fighting, but also vigorous in cavalry!"

The old parents, who were watching the battle in the city, saw that the cavalry of the Southern Chinese Army attacked the chaotic and loose Mongolian cavalry array, like a sharp axe chopping wood, and crashed all the way over, hitting the remnants of the Mongolian Jiala cavalry on their backs. Everywhere you go, people are rolling. Burst of blood.

"Li Shoubei, Li Shoubei?"

He shouted out to the garrison of Hexi Wucheng like a house slave, and no one spoke for a long time.

"The garrison has taken people out of the city to kill slaves!"

"This goddamn puff!"

He couldn't help but scold, but he was helpless.

The centaur slammed into one place in the process of galloping at high speed. From time to time there was a loud noise. The rider on the horse rolls off the horse. or fell to death on the spot, or was broken bones and tendons.

Buhejia Lazhangjing was a little sobered by the oncoming galloping horse team, and the blood qi of Fang Cai was driven out of the clouds by this tragic hard collision. He was conceited in his riding skills and horse fighting. But that's not how cavalry is used! How can it be used for head-on impact? It seems to be the serial horse and the iron floating slaughter in the Han story?

The cavalry in front of him rushed head-on like a mountain of moving knives, and several white-armored soldiers who served as guards beside Buhejia Lazhangjing also howled and rushed forward, but soon after a muffled sound and a scream, they were knocked down head-on by a horse team with a distance of less than one meter and a half, and were stopped by the sabers in the hands of the cavalry and cut a huge hole in the body, and the blue-purple intestines and dark red internal organs flowed silently to the ground, and were trampled into mud by the war horses.

Gritting his teeth, Lord Buhe Zhangjing waved the saber in his hand and rushed forward, and several cavalrymen on the opposite side probably found that this person was a figure from his armor and war horses, so they rode their horses to meet him.

The sword flashed, and the saber in the hand of a cavalryman came quickly towards Buhe Zhangjing, he seemed to have felt the sharpness of the blade, at this moment of life and death, the fat Buhe Zhangjing leaned back suddenly, and his whole body was attached to the horse's back, seeing that the knife was swept by the wind from the face door, and the ears heard the shouting and scolding of the riders when they fought each other, the roar when the horses collided with each other, and the screams and screams when they were knocked to the ground.

He had just gotten up from his saddle, and before he could rejoice that he had escaped once, another column of cavalry was rolling on the opposite side. The huge figure of the war horse is getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

"Good! Huang Yishan, the horse team has been trained! ”

In the camp, Shouhan stood on a high platform and watched the fierce battle of the cavalry on both sides. Under the high platform, more than 1,000 pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, and firearms who served as guards in the camp stood proudly. Inside and outside the camp, the auxiliaries were urging the men to quickly clean up the battlefield and rebuild the fortifications of the camp that had been destroyed by the artillery fighting.

The five arrays of five hundred cavalry, like five huge scythes, quickly swept away the hedged Tartar cavalry. Huang Yishan, who was in the first array, kept shouting, "Steady!" Steady! Keep in formation, keep the line! ”

Looking back, on the battlefield that had just been stormed in front of him, dozens of ownerless war horses were running there in an empty saddle, sometimes turning around and neighing a few times in the direction where their master had fallen. The road of the sortie was littered with banners, armor, swords, guns, and human limbs.

"Report the number of people in each team!"

Huang Yishan and Tang Chang didn't care about this, and while controlling the impulse of the war horse galloping and roaring under their crotch, they shouted loudly at the team and the two groups of queues nearby.

The number of people was quickly counted, and of the 500 people who attacked, there were still more than 460 people who could continue to charge and kill.

"Line up in three columns! Sortie! ”

Huang Yishan shook the saber in his hand and launched an attack again.

Unlike the sharp and arrow formations that the Jiannu and Mongol cavalry were accustomed to, this formation like a wall and a mountain made the Tartars, who were accustomed to fighting with the enemy on horseback and engaging in martial arts on horseback, greatly confused. No one fights with you, just rush in rows!

And Huang Yishan and Tang Chang also clearly felt that such a cavalry hedge was far better than practicing a horse team in the mountains and forests on the grassland. After some impact, the war horse under the crotch has undergone obvious changes, and the horse nature is strong, and there are signs of breaking through the realm of fierce horses. The cavalrymen under his command have also significantly improved their personal skills and organizational discipline.

"Stay in formation! Watch the spacing! ”

Regardless of whether Tolun Zhangjing wanted to or not, after turning the Red Banner Mongolian Jiala into history, the blades of the Nanzhong Army Horse Team rushed towards him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the cavalry of the first column knocked several Jiannu cavalry who rushed in front of them into the air, and at the same time, two cavalrymen and horses in the queue were knocked down.

Toren Zhangjing swung his knife and slashed down a leader of the Nanzhong Army who was rushing towards him on his horse, "The Baturu of the Qing Dynasty, rush with me!" ”

At the same time, he quickly scooped up the saber in the hand of the chief, looked at it for a while, and found that it was much better than his own treasure knife, and immediately rushed forward with his sword.

When the three horses completed an impact process again, on the battlefield that was several miles long and more than ten miles in radius, there were no longer any formed Jiannu cavalry, and those who survived fled in all directions.

"Since the master raised the army, he has always been invincible, and in today's battle, what face do I have to see the master!

Looking at the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles in front of him, full of dead corpses, soldiers who left in a hurry, the cries and moans of Mongolian and Jurchen faintly heard in the twilight, the flags burned by the flames, the broken armor vehicles, and the swords and guns that were discarded, Torun Zhangjing couldn't help but put the saber he had just obtained across his neck, "It's better for me to die here than to go back and let the masters kill the marching method!" ”

"Master!! Let's go! Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! Let's report the matter here to the king of Wuying County and spare Baylor, and then bring the soldiers to take revenge! ”

The only remaining Niu Lu Zhangjing threw down the recognition flag behind him and roared at Tolun Zhangjing in a hurry.

"Go find the master! Bring the troops to take revenge! ”

Dozens of sparse riders fled southward.

As night fell, Huang Yishan stopped the request of dozens of enthusiastic cavalrymen to continue the pursuit, first, it was already dark, and the cavalry of the Nanzhong Army was unfamiliar with the terrain and was easy to be ambushed by the Jiannu cavalry. Second, Fang Cai's charge has tested the quality of the Jiannu cavalry and the Mongol cavalry, in terms of personal cavalry tactical level, the cavalry of the Nanzhong Army is compared with them, that is, they can ride horses and use sabers on horses. Once pursued at night, the number of people is scattered, but it is easy to be taken advantage of by Jiannu. (To be continued......)

PS: Response to book friends: Qi Shaobao's method is correct, but it is to cultivate and assess shooting accuracy, and as mentioned in the book below, it is based on the power and lethality of shooting. Don't say it's a firebolt, it's a modern rifle, and there is also a distinction between the maximum range, the effective range, and the best range. Thanks for pointing that out. Hope to continue to support!