When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

In this purely cold-weapon battle, in addition to armor and weapons and equipment, hidden factors such as courage, determination, training, and cooperation on both sides are the fundamental factors that determine the victory of the battle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of this, Wu Zhuang, the commander of the Zhendong Battalion, who had been expressionless and watching the battle with cold eyes, had a proud smile on his face.

These rampant Tartars should never have thought that from the moment they crossed the Tatar Strait, there were Tiger Army sentinels arranged by Wu Zhuang to follow them from a distance, so that Wu Zhuang, the commander of the Zhendong Battalion, could calmly deal with them and lay out plans.

Originally, in Wu Zhuang's carefully designed plan, it was planned to let these 2,000 Tartars enter the Chingai Valley, and then let the natives hidden on the mountains on both sides ambush and kill them together, and he himself personally led all the soldiers and horses of Sakhalin Beibao except for the auxiliary soldiers, and together with the barbarian cavalry, they covered and killed from the valley, so as to wipe out the Qing army of 2,000 people in the snow-covered valley close to the knees.

It's just that because the commander of the Qing army, Ye Keshu, was quite cautious, he first sent a sentry into the mountain to sentry scouts, and those indigenous ambush soldiers were inexperienced, so they easily went out of the battle to attack and kill the more than 20 horse sentry spouts, although only three horsemen escaped, but also let the plan of setting up an ambush in Wuzhuang Valley be shattered.

However, although Wu Zhuang's first plan failed, he still had a second plan to be perfect.

That is, a small group of native cavalry, luring the enemy south, to the field where Wu Zhuang had already set up a formation, to wait for work, to meet the Qing army that was already exhausted from pursuit.

Although the weather was extremely cold and the snow was falling, many firearms such as artillery and earth-shattering thunder were not easy to use. However, with several times the strength of the enemy soldiers, and a large number of barbarian allies to help, Wu Zhuang has sufficient self-confidence that he can wipe out all the 2,000 elite Qing troops in this vast snowy wasteland.

After all, the soldiers on the other side, whether it is armor or weapons, are far more elite than the Qing army opposite, and under the strict training, the Zhendong Battalion, which is composed of elites from various battalions who have been fighting for a long time, has psychological factors such as confidence and courage, compared with the Qing army, it is not inferior at all.

Come, abominable Tartars, open your dog's eyes wide, the army of the Han people who are farmers will completely defeat you barbaric Tartars in pure cold weapon warfare, and let you greedy and murderous humanoid beasts take a good look at the pride and strength of the Han people who can establish a strong Han dynasty and a prosperous Tang Dynasty!

Looking down from the sky, the military formations of the Ming and Qing dynasties were like two rectangles, one large and one small, and after the two armies collided fiercely, dozens of Qing infantry could not dodge, and were immediately pierced by the two rows of stainless steel spikes on the big shield, and quickly lost their breath. The Qing soldiers who died on their shields were like frogs strung together.

"Bang!"

A row of shieldmen in the center struck a blow and immediately tied their shields to the ground, forming a large line of shield defense. At the same time, a long row of spearmen behind immediately stabbed the three-edged steel 4-meter spear that had long been full of hatred and strength in their hands with all their strength and fiercely stabbed the Qing infantry who couldn't hold their feet. Almost instantly, the 4-meter spears that pierced with all their might, like poisonous dragons flying over, flew out from above the shield with a cruel smile, and in an instant, nearly a hundred Qing soldiers who could not dodge, or on their faces, necks, or chests, immediately gushed out blood and fell to the ground with a wail.

Blood and minced flesh fly together, stumps and internal organs splash together, the Ming and Qing dynasties fought desperately, in this inaccessible vast snowy area, the most cruel and vicious creatures on the earth, human beings, fully demonstrated the ferocity and cruelty of treating the same kind.

The two sides fought desperately, the sound of swords slashing, the sound of guns and shields clashing, the dull popping sound of spears shooting into the human body, and the screams of the dead and wounded soldiers, stretched and intertwined, like the laughter of death.

"Li Xiaojun, who entered the dog, is really fucking capable of fighting!"

After seeing with his own eyes the fierce and powerful attack power of Li Xiao's Tiger Army, Ye Keshu was shocked.

Ye Keshu had fought with the Ming army many times, and in his impression, there were too many battles, as long as his own soldiers rushed hard, those Ming troops who were not even stable in formation often collapsed immediately. In the next battle, all I had to do was a one-sided slaughter.

And now, the combat effectiveness of Li Xiao's Tiger Army has far exceeded his imagination.

What worries Ye Keshu even more is that after the two armies just started fighting, the battlefield advantage began to tilt towards Li Xiaojun, who was tightly coordinated and more orderly, like a moving killing machine, and a large number of Qing infantry lay down a row of stacked corpses along the row of shield walls that could not see the end.

No way.

We must quickly change the situation of such an unfavorable battle!

"Pass on my military order, the white swing teeth and elite soldiers in the back of the battle are all rushing into the formation, and they must rush away to defeat the Ming army's battle formation!"

Ye Keshu, who frowned deeply, wiped a handful of the remaining snow residue on his face, and shouted an order in a loud voice.

"Huh!"

The 200 or so white swing tooth soldiers who were in the rear immediately shouted their promises and left.

These white baya soldiers are all bright armor, each of them is wearing three layers of armor, the outside of the white lacquer armor, inside is a layer of iron-inlaid cotton armor, and the innermost is also covered with close-fitting leather armor. Each white-toothed soldier has a huge bronze mirror on his chest in front of and behind his heart, ear protection, neck protection, and eyebrow protection, and on the fine iron helmet that has been pulled down the armor, the high red tassels are flying in the wind like a jumping flame, and everyone has a flame on their backs and flags are hunting and dancing in the morning breeze.

The 200 tall and stout White Baya soldiers all carried heavy weapons in their hands, some with huge hammers, some with thick iron whips, some with thick tiger spears, and some with thick long-handled knives or tiger tooth knives. In addition, each White Tooth Soldier has throwing weapons such as throwing axes, throwing knives, and thistle terrestris, which can be used to attack from a distance.

These 200 white swing tooth soldiers who quickly squeezed to the front of the battle formation threw their flying axes and tribulus bones and other weapons fiercely at the heads of the Ming spearmen exposed outside the shields!

Cold, sharp, death-screaming axes and bones slashed at the faces and necks of the spearmen on the other side, who were focused on stabbing at each other. These white armors were thrown extremely accurately, and there was almost no bullet missing, and a terrible wail suddenly sounded in the Ming army's formation, and dozens of spearmen fell in response.

The white-toothed soldiers who had succeeded in the blow roared loudly and became murderous, each of them wielding heavy and huge weapons, and jumped into the flawed Ming army formation, and opened a killing ring.

These white-toothed soldiers wearing three-layer armor like steel beasts, where the weapons in their hands were waved, in the battle formation of the Ming army, the shields were broken, the blood was sprayed and the corpses were spurted, and the voices were repeated again and again.

The rest of the Manchurian horse armor soldiers and infantry soldiers, who were originally fighting hard, saw the sudden change in the situation on this battlefield, and they couldn't help but feel the strength of the army, and they also roared angrily, jumped forward, and fiercely attacked the tiger army on the opposite side.

"Rampage sentry pack plus two wings! Intercept and kill the white tooth soldiers! ”

Wu Zhuang gave an order, and the 600 rampant sentries divided into the left and right divisions suddenly jumped to the front of the battle like a fierce tiger out of the mountain, and strangled with the white swing teeth soldiers who were slashing fiercely.

The two sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the most elite heavy infantry, finally fought directly.

These are also all wearing three layers of armor, tightly wrapped in stainless steel armor from head to toe, only revealing two eyes, like a mecha monster armed to the teeth, and like a miniature tank, each holding a tiger knife, a tiger spear, a long-handled sword, a heavy military scythe, etc., slashing and killing the white swing tooth soldiers who are rising, and their strong combat power is not inferior to the white swing tooth soldiers.

Compared with the white swing tooth soldiers, who only had more than 200 people, the rampant sentry had an absolute numerical advantage, so they quickly gained the upper hand on the battlefield. Wherever the sharp sword light went, there were corpses, flesh and blood were flying wildly, and stumps were flying.

Ling Rui, the sentry commander of the rampant camp in the east of the town, personally rushed to the front.

A steel tiger knife was danced vigorously by him, but in an instant, two white tooth soldiers and one infantry soldier were cut by him, and blood was spilled. Ling Rui, whose whole body was splashed with blood, was even more like a bloodthirsty beast, rushing back to the Qing army and fighting desperately.

Seeing that the winner would be so heroic, the rampant team members below were even more courageous, shouting loudly and slashing at the Qing army next to them.

The battlefield advantage that was originally tilted towards the Qing army was quickly regained by the Ming army.

At this point in the war, the battle loss ratio between the Ming and Qing dynasties, on average, gradually reached the level of 1 to 3, and in some local areas, it even reached 1 to 5, and the Ming army began to gain the upper hand more and more obviously.

At this time, the cavalry of the Qing army, which was under heavy siege, finally completely collapsed under the combined attack of the Ming cavalry and the barbarian cavalry, which were more than three times their own.

In addition to more than ten cavalry, desperately fighting to escape from the encirclement, a total of more than 300 Qing cavalry, killed by the Ming army or barbarian cavalry, the remnants of the Qing cavalry wanted to surrender, the Ming army and barbarian cavalry who had already killed the red-eyed Ming army and barbarian cavalry, did not give them this opportunity at all, a good kill, the remnants of the Qing cavalry, all died under the knife.

The cavalry of the Ming army and the cavalry of the barbarian army let out a cheer that shook the sky together, and Wu Zhuang, who saw the victory of his cavalry in the distance, also had a happy smile on his face.

"All the cavalry obey the order! Divide into two divisions, go around behind the enemy infantry battle formation, and kill the enemy commander! ”

After Wu Qiang shouted the order, he immediately played the flag, and when the cavalry saw the flag, they suddenly felt like they had been beaten into chicken blood, and quickly divided into two parts, and swept through the two wings of the Qing army's battle formation with a scream, and rushed towards Ye Keshu and Xingne, who were leading dozens of guards and elite cavalry to escort the formation.

The snow field is vast, the wind is as strong as a knife, the galloping horses' hooves are like war drums beating the earth, and the fluttering manes are like flags flying in the wind. The two galloping cavalry, both as tense as bows, spears and knives, fast horses with the help of fast horses, and loud howls, only in an instant, they rushed to the position of Ye Keshu's main general.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Seeing the cavalry of nearly 1,500 people, the horses' hooves rumbled, like an overwhelming momentum, rushing towards their dozens of cavalry, Ye Keshu and Xing Ne on the side, all with a sallow face, he hissed and ordered, while taking the lead in pulling out the horse's head and fleeing backwards.

At this point in the battle, Ye Keshu already knew that the defeat was decided, and it was the most important thing to be able to escape from the battlefield and save his own life.

Seeing that the enemy commander on the opposite side was fleeing, Wu Zhuang smiled happily, and then ordered loudly: "Flying Harrier light cavalry and barbarian cavalry, continue to pursue, all Xuanhu heavy cavalry, back to the Qing army infantry battle formation, be sure to destroy all enemy infantry in one fell swoop!" ”

"Order!"

Nearly 600 horses are wearing thick steel armor of the Xuanhu heavy horse, pull out the horse's head, cluster charge, the momentum is extremely majestic, the flying horse legs are like countless drums beating the earth, raising a large group of black and white slush, throwing it backwards in a clump. Like a multi-legged black steel monster, it roared and rushed towards its prey.

Although it was too late to form a battle formation, the 530-kilogram Xuanhu Heavy Armored Cavalry, whose men and horses weighed 530 kilograms, reached an almost terrifying state of impact when they had accelerated as much as they could. Like a sharp blade, it cut straight into the rear of the Qing infantry battle formation that was caught off guard, and immediately tore the entire Qing infantry battle array in half from the middle like a knife cutting butter, and the most prominent position almost reached the forefront of the gun and shield battle array!

The entire infantry battle array of the Qing army collapsed at the time of Deng.

The remnants of the Qing army, whether they were white armor, horse armor or infantry armor, all cried and fled in all directions, and many more soldiers surrendered on their knees, but at this point in the battle, the red-eyed tiger army, who had already killed the red-eyed soldiers, immediately slaughtered their deserters and prisoners like crazy. Swords and stabs, a large number of deserters and surrenderers, screaming and falling to the ground and dying.

Wu Zhuang watched them coldly indulge in slaughter, without the slightest expression on his face.

The reason why he did not give the order to stop the killing was based on extremely realistic considerations.

After all, if these seven or eight hundred captives were captured, how to deal with them would be a considerable trouble. Now that the mountains are covered by heavy snowfall, there is not even a road in the whole of Sakhalin, and it is impossible for me to transport them to the various mining areas to be reformed through labor. And if they stay in the fort, during this months-long freeze period, I am afraid that these captives will make trouble sooner or later, it is better to kill them all now.

In just a quarter of an hour, 1,500 Qing infantry were killed by the fierce Tiger Army. Blood solidified into a deep black, mixed with a mess of corpses, spread all over the snowy field, and swords and flags were thrown everywhere, like a shocking performance art painting.

At this time, Ye Keshu Xingne and others, who had fled all the way to the north, suddenly found in horror that there were already a large number of barbarian tribes in front of them, armed with rudimentary weapons, riding or standing, firmly blocking the road to the north.

"It's over, it seems that today, Lao Tzu is going to die here!" Ye Keshu looked ashen and whispered.

At this time, a group of barbarian tribes who were waiting for the battle let out a cry like a beast together, and they all waved the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Ye Keshu, Xing Ne and the others.

At this time, the Flying Harrier Light Cavalry and Barbarian Cavalry who were chasing behind had already rushed over. Ye Keshu and others were firmly surrounded in it.

"Enemy general, where to escape!"

With an angry shout, the deputy general Xing Ne was stabbed to death on the spot from behind with a sharp riding spear. The spear pierced through the back of his neck, and through his mouth, the tip of the bloody spear was stained with a few broken teeth.

Ye Keshu, the commander of the Qing army, roared wildly, and used his last strength to fight desperately with the remaining personal guard cavalry and the Ming cavalry who were tightly surrounding him, his face was full of wounds, and his image was extremely hideous and terrifying.

At this time, a riding spear stabbed him in the abdomen from the side of his waist, Ye Keshu screamed, fell from the horse upside down, and was casually chopped into meat sauce on the spot by a group of barbarian tribes who swarmed up.

The rest of the Qing army's personal guard cavalry was soon slashed and killed by the Ming army and the barbarian tribes, and none of them escaped.

At this point, this blocking battle ended with a complete victory for the Ming army and the barbarian army, and a complete defeat for the Qing army.

In this battle, except for only a dozen Qing cavalry, who took the road and fled, all the Qing troops, including the Qing army's chief general Ye Keshu and deputy general Xingne, were killed by the Tiger Army or barbarian tribes.

Among the Ming army, there were only more than 200 casualties, and the barbarian tribes had more than 100 casualties, which was insignificant compared to the Qing army.

What made Wu Zhuang even more pleased was that after this bloody battle, these barbarian tribes on Sakhalin Island admired the brave and warlike Tiger Army even more, and he clearly saw that the eyes cast by those tribal warriors were full of reverence and awe.

The continuous cheers suddenly resounded through the vast snowfield.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Kill the Tartars, go to heaven!"

"Kill the Tartars, make a meritorious name!"

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