Emperor Chongzhen dared to touch his conscience and swear with Zhengren's head, his meaning was very simple, of course, it was to use a knife to cut people - how many years have I not personally used a knife to cut people, and the technology is almost rusty!

And it is foreseeable that this may almost be the last time in his life to lead troops to fight, if he misses it, will he have the opportunity to lead troops again in the future?

At about half past three in the morning, after the scouts reported the news that the English army was marching in this direction, Emperor Chongzhen, who had not been sleepy, suddenly became more energetic.

shouted Wang Chengen to prepare the horse, and Emperor Chongzhen took Zhang Zhiji and others out of the big tent and came to the position.

There is a drizzle of cow hair fluttering in the sky, and it is far from the pouring rain, which is described in a poetic sentence, probably the rain of apricot blossoms that are wet.

It's not easy to say whether there are apricot blossoms, Emperor Chongzhen doesn't know very well, plus the dark night cover at more than three o'clock in the morning, the illuminated torches and fires don't play much role, and the distance that can be seen by the line of sight is limited, so it's even more unclear whether there are apricot blossoms.

But it doesn't matter, poetic, this thing is proud, it doesn't have to be an apricot blossom - it's like a flying stream down 3,000 feet, you just need to experience that kind of artistic conception, you really want to see a 3,000-foot waterfall, are you sure you dare to see it?

The drizzle of wet clothes is indeed quite poetic, whether it is wearing a hat or holding an umbrella, meeting a few young and beautiful little ladies, it is really a great joy in life.

However, there are no beautiful little ladies on the battlefield, except for a group of big men who pick their feet, they are still big men, and it is impossible to expect them to understand poetry and romance, they are only interested in cutting people with knives and then making military achievements.

Emperor Chongzhen naturally knew what kind of virtues these Qiu Ba people were, so when he first arrived here, he sent a large amount of meat to these Qiu Ba to add food.

After patrolling back and forth on the position, Emperor Chongzhen took Zhang Zhiji and others back to the rear: "Are you ready?" ”

Zhang Shize bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, all the big shields have been sent down, and the cowhide tents have been prepared, even if the English barbarians are all longbowmen who are prepared this time, there will be no problems." ”

Things are just as Zhang Shize said.

Cromwell also made a bloody investment this time, and the three thousand longbowmen and two thousand knights he collected were basically sent, and even the arrows and equipment were sufficient.

However, it is of no avail.

When the three thousand longbowmen had just arrived at a distance of two hundred meters from the Ming army's array, the Ming army's army had already opened its big shield, and all the places that the big shield was not easy to cover were also supported by cowhide tents.

Almost instantly, three thousand arrows were thrown into the sky by the longbowmen, and then pierced with a sharp cracking sound, crackled against the shield, and then slid limply to the side.

Occasionally, a few long arrows would pierce the cowhide tents in the middle of the shields and hit the soldiers, most of them in the arms, and a few unlucky ones were pierced through the necks.

The Divine Arm Bow was shot back as well - just like in the movie, the overwhelming array of arrows flew directly at the English longbowmen like locusts.

The English longbowmen in the first row were tied into scarecrows almost instantly, then the second, then the third, the fourth.

The arrows used in the Divine Arm Bow are different from the thickness of the Eight Bull Crossbow, but they are thinner and shorter, thinner than normal feather arrows, otherwise there is no way to ensure a range of 400 meters, which causes the Divine Arm Bow to only shoot intensively, otherwise the lethality is insufficient.

Two armies with different bows and arrows began to shoot at each other.

Emperor Chongzhen, Zhang Zhiji and others stood at the back of the position, looking at the scene in front of them expressionlessly.

In the army formation of the Southern Imperial Forest Guard, the dead soldiers were quickly carried away by the rescue team in the rear, and the wounded soldiers retreated and bandaged without saying a word, and the comrades behind them took over the shields and cowhide tents they were holding in their hands.

There is no confusion.

Emperor Chongzhen thought that he was used to seeing life and death, and his heart had long become steel, but when facing this scene, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Any army, when the battle loss ratio exceeds ten to one, tends to collapse, and few armies can break this law, not none, but very few.

Emperor Chongzhen believed that if he fought in the Ming Dynasty, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty would not only be able to bear a battle loss ratio of ten to one, but even if it was two to one or even the entire army was wiped out, no one would retreat.

Because that's their home.

And now that they are going overseas, how will they perform? Emperor Chongzhen was originally unconfident.

The army of the Ming Dynasty is very awesome, the supplies are very awesome, and the weapons are very awesome, but these awesome factors together are not as good as a heavy rain from God.

It's okay to say that it's like this kind of drizzle, if it's a rainstorm level, then don't think about taking out any kind of firearms to pretend to be forced, unless the military equipment of the Ming Dynasty develops to the level after World War II.

It is precisely because of this that all the guards of the Ming Dynasty have not completely eliminated cold weapons, from the soldiers at the bottom to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies to Emperor Chongzhen himself, no one has proposed to completely eliminate cold weapons, in order to prevent this situation in front of them.

The soldiers in front of them used their performance of fearlessness of life and death to tell Emperor Chongzhen that they were still the strong army that looked down on life and death and was invincible in the world.

After dozens of rounds of arrow rain, the English longbowmen on the opposite side finally stopped - not because they didn't want to continue shooting, but because they no longer had enough physical support, and on the other hand, because the casualties were too great.

Manuel, who had long since boarded the war horse with the help of his attendants. Huxley turned his head to look at the knight beside him, raised his hand and pressed down on the visor, and a slightly dull voice came through the visor: "It's our turn!" ”

Zhang Shize looked at the English knight legion who began to march in small steps from a distance, snorted coldly, and ordered: "Let them taste the taste of the eight-bull crossbow!" ”

The Eight Ox Crossbow and the Divine Arm Bow were not supposed to exist in this world, and if it weren't for Emperor Chongzhen digging Emperor Jiajing's grave, it is estimated that they would not really reappear.

However, Emperor Chongzhen braved the world's condemnation and dug up the tomb of Emperor Jiajing, and the world's earliest encyclopedia of "Yongle Canon" was once again realistic, and the technology of the eight-ox crossbow and the divine arm bow was also dug up together.

After repeated verification and experiments, the bigwigs of the Royal Academy finally restored these two weapons and improved them to a certain extent, and then equipped them in large quantities in various guards.

Whether it is an eight-ox crossbow or a divine arm bow, even after improvement, it still requires three people to operate - two for winding, and one for placing the arrows and firing.

As Zhang Shize's order was passed down, the eight-bull crossbow finally opened its man-eating fangs again - four thick eight-ox crossbow arrows, directly plowing the oncoming English knights and plowing four blood grooves.

Hexley was lucky not to be hit by the arrows of the Eight Bulls, but the good brother next to him was the most unlucky one, and was split in two by the arrows of the Eight Bulls.

The war horse that lost its master was a little dazed, but no matter how dazed it was, its footsteps could not stop, and it could only be forced to rush forward with the other war horses.

Huxley couldn't retreat either, and deep down, he didn't give up his desire to win.

The disadvantages of the heavy rider are infinitely magnified at this moment, because the weight of his own body, the weight of his equipment, and the weight of the horse, are already close to a ton, and some even exceed a ton.

Once you start to speed up, it's very difficult to even change direction, let alone stop or turn around, which is basically impossible.

Since you can't turn around, let's continue to move forward, after all, although the thinner arrows of the Ming army will hurt when they hit the body, they can't effectively break through the armor on their bodies, and the most terrifying kind of arrows can only be fired four times at a time, which is not enough to cause a fatal blow to their side.

As long as you can get close to their formations and inflict heavy losses on them, it will all be worth it, and when the longbowmen recover, they will be able to get closer to the opposing formations to support their own side.

Zhang Shize obviously also discovered this problem, and then his face became a little ugly, and even the faces of Zhang Zhiji and Emperor Chongzhen became ugly.

There are many reasons why hoplites have not become popular in the East, such as the high cost of equipment, slow movement speed, easy to be killed by the guerrilla of light cavalry, and so on.

The trouble with the heavy cavalry in front of him is that the divine arm bow cannot effectively break its defense, and a large number of knights who fell from their horses and died were shot in the neck with insufficient protection because they happened to be unlucky.

If this heavy cavalry is allowed to rush forward like this, the final result is likely to be to disperse the Ming army that has been arrayed, and then there will be a massacre.

And Zhang Shize, who made the entire battle plan, will undoubtedly become the first person responsible, followed by Zhang Zhiji, and then Emperor Chongzhen's undefeated prestige will also be affected.

Domino effect!

Fortunately, because of the slippery road in the rain and the lack of light in the early hours of the morning, the speed of this heavy cavalry could not be improved, and they could only move forward little by little with small steps.

With a snort, Emperor Chongzhen spit out a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest and ordered: "Order, the infantry retreat, the shield soldiers retreat, and give up the frontal battlefield to those barbarians." Order, 3,000 iron horsemen and 10,000 horsemen, ready to kill the enemy with me! ”

Zhang Zhiji bowed and said, "Your Majesty! I am willing to lead my troops there! ”

Emperor Chongzhen said coldly: "Then take the Beijing camp and go together to kill the enemy!" ”

Emperor Chongzhen's order was quickly conveyed, and the three thousand iron horsemen who were married by the Xibe Department and the ten thousand horsemen that Emperor Chongzhen had pit from Zhuoliktu Khan all rode on their war horses without saying a word and drew their sabers.

The soldiers of the Beijing camp also got on their horses, and then lined up behind Zhang Zhiji.

Cavalry against cavalry, there is nothing to be afraid of, even if the heavy cavalry is rough and thick-skinned, can their necks still be surrounded by iron sheets? Even if they do fence up, it's actually nothing, and Mangu Gugu will teach them how to behave!

These veterans have long known how to deal with heavy cavalry, and today they are just testing the tactics that have been passed down from generation to generation and can be used against heavy cavalry.

However, what Emperor Chongzhen didn't expect was that the guards of the Ming Dynasty had a situation of battlefield disobedience for the first time, especially when Emperor Chongzhen himself was present, the soldiers disobeyed.

No one obeyed the will of Emperor Chongzhen and withdrew from the battlefield.

After receiving the order of Emperor Chongzhen, the soldiers of the Southern Imperial Forest Guard's first reaction was not to withdraw immediately, but their own incompetence, which made the Ming army embarrassed, and then His Majesty the Emperor.

This kind of shame, if it can't be washed with the blood of the enemy, then it seems that it is not bad to wash it away with your own blood?

Shen Zhenjiang gave up the function of commanding in the rear, and instead rushed to the front line, standing at the position of the arrow at the front on foot, and shouted: "Wang Ergou!" ”

has long changed from a foodie who can eat six people's portions to a tower-like man, and now Wang Ergou, who has accumulated merit and risen to 100 households, responded: "Humble duty!" ”

Shen Zhenjiang squinted his eyes, looked at the shadowy English Heavy Knights, and said loudly: "Today, Lao Tzu will accompany you to kill the enemy, whether you are afraid of death or not!" ”

Wang Ergou laughed and said, "The turtle son is afraid!" ”

Wang Ergou, who has been mixed into a hundred households, doesn't know where he learned the Sichuan accent, but he is a little nondescript, which makes the soldiers behind him laugh wildly.

Fear? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of death?

Who are these people?

I am a soldier, a soldier of the Ming Dynasty, a soldier of His Majesty the Emperor, fighting to the death for the Ming Dynasty, fighting to the death for the emperor, isn't it right? Isn't it enough to enjoy one's own blessings? Isn't the bereavement pension after the war dead enough?

Why be afraid?

Shen Zhenjiang suddenly shouted: "Wind! ”

Wang Ergou followed and shouted: "Wind! ”

The soldiers behind him shouted, "Gale! Gale! ”

A gust of wind seems to have traveled through thousands of years of time and space.

The Qin soldiers of that year were in the "wind! Wind! Gale! Gale! In the midst of the shouts, the horses stepped on the six countries, settled in the Central Plains, and erected the prestige of the old Qin people who never fought a truce.

Now, these Ming soldiers, who may not be all old Qin people, are also shouting the gale, and they still charge the enemy even though they know that they will die!

When Shen Zhenjiang took the first step, the soldiers behind him followed.

The undefeated Ming Dynasty, the undefeated prestige of the emperor, must not be lost because of the Southern Imperial Forest Guard!

Life-and-death? Doesn't matter!

Emperor Chongzhen, who had already mounted the war horse after the battle, shouted angrily: "Bastard! Order them to retreat! Take my sword and command them to retreat! This is my will! They're protesting! ”

Zhang Zhiji drove his horse to Emperor Chongzhen's side, grabbed Emperor Chongzhen's war horse, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, they will not return." ”