The elite directly under Micah brought from Xianbei in the east, as well as the Danhanshan cavalry temporarily seconded to him for command by Tanshi Huai, all moved quickly under his orders.

Naturally, the target of their attack was not the old, weak, sick and disabled people who had been withdrawn from the front line, but the warriors from other Xianbei tribes still needed to use their heads to accumulate their military merits. As one of the elite cavalry in the entire Xianbei, how can he be embarrassed to compete for military merit with ordinary warriors? Naturally, they want to point their sharp spearheads at the Qiang tribes who have set off rebellions.

The sturdy men of the Qiang tribe had now torn down the bars of their prisons, brandishing whatever weapons they could get their hands on, spreading their sturdy legs and rushing to the shameless enemy in the free steppe to regain their freedom.

Their unscrupulous foes, however, smiled sinisterly, and slashed at the unarmoured captives and unarmed with their swords, wielding their sharp blades on sturdy horses, and with the skillful swords they had honed over the battlefield.

Most of this scene is clearly displayed in Suning's field of vision, and at this moment he has returned to the protection of the formation, and boarded the Wugang car to look into the distance.

However, all he could give to those Qiang tribe warriors was a few sighs. From his point of view, a group of warriors who did not form a formation could not even compare to a group of farmers who formed a formation to defend against the enemy.

Team combat in the era of cold weapons is often unimaginable for people in the era of hot weapons. In medium and long-range strike weapons, including throwing weapons, at noon, due to the problem of accuracy, the wood is not in large-scale battles, and the formation of immediate launch is adopted to increase its own killing power.

This did not change until the advent of the arquebus, and the tactic of lining up to shoot continued to shine on the battlefield until the Napoleonic era.

As for weapons in mid- and close-range combat, they often cannot exert the power of multiple people at the same time, so it is difficult to defeat defensive formations such as shield formations formed by multiple people working together.

Some people may mistakenly think that those so-called shield arrays are all one person with one shield, one person facing the attacker, one gun, or one knife. However, this is obviously not the case, and if it is such an offensive and defensive side, then no one will choose to defend passively. The most plausible fact is that both the right and left sides of the shield hand and the few people behind him will give him adequate protection. If the shield is large enough to cover the shielder's entire body, then it is obvious that it can stand the shield in front of it and block the slash of the enemy in front of it with the help of the strength of several companions behind it. If the structure of the shield is designed more reasonably, then the shields adjacent to the left and right are larger, and they can touch each other to form a tight line, and they can also borrow each other's strength when facing the impact of the other party to bear the impact of the enemy together. In this way, the whole formation will become stronger, and each fighter in the formation will become safer, which is also perfectly in line with the original purpose of helping each other.

Of course, a light shield specially designed for hand-to-hand combat is obviously not a thing that is only used in formation. They are just to be able to protect their own soldiers in combat more conveniently. In fact, there are many versions of this offensive defensive weapon in the history of warfare, including the famous hook setting.

It's a pity that these Qiang tribe Ding Zhuang who rushed out, not to mention the complex structure of the hook setting, even the simple weapons have not been able to do it in their hands, that is to say, many of them are rushed out with their bare hands, as for the defensive weapons that can help them form a formation, it is even rarer.

A group of stragglers who can't form a formation to protect themselves, like headless flies, are running around like headless flies, even if they are all strong and skilled in martial arts, but in front of the murderous Xianbei cavalry, they are just the local chickens and dogs in Guan Yu's mouth.

Suning had slowly closed his eyes, he didn't want to see the dirt road of his ancestors appear in front of his eyes, not to mention. It can be said that he was the trigger for calling the rebellion, so how could he accept this uprising against the tyrannical Qin to be suppressed in the most tragic way?

Hou Cheng is not as heavy as him. Although he noticed that Suning had closed his eyes, he only thought that after a fierce fight, Suning needed time to recuperate.

Of course, Micah on the other side didn't know that he tried his best to give Suning a free ticketed performance, but he couldn't attract Suning's attention. And the ruthlessness and ferocity he showed in this performance unexpectedly inspired a little-known archer.

Hou Chengcheng looked at those helpless sturdy people from a distance, under the scimitars of the Xianbei people, one after another, their strong martial arts in front of the iron hooves of the Xianbei people had no room to show, even if they could occasionally pull the Xianbei cavalry off the horses, and then take their scimitars, but soon there would be another Xianbei cavalryman, shooting the bow and arrow in his hand into their backs.

As for those who had begun to panic in the brutal slaughter, the Xianbei cavalry began to calmly surround them. For true warriors, these are not the most challenging delicacy. They are at best hors d'oeuvres, and if they don't find some fun in the hunt, it's hard to satisfy their vanity as elite warriors.

What's more, there is no shortage of Xianbei cavalry with high martial arts among these two elites. Several centurions, like the old wolf, are fierce and bloodthirsty and stubborn, even when they are besieged by the enemy, they also wield their scimitars to cut off the enemy's head to the accompaniment of roaring.

The uprising with a circumference of nearly 5,000 people was put down in less than half an hour, and Hou Cheng sighed many times during this period: Even if it is 5,000 pigs, it will take several hours to kill. I didn't expect that the strength of this group of Qiang tribes would be defeated so quickly.

At the same time, Hou Cheng also noticed a ridiculous scene, that is, after a vicious battle with Suning and others, those old, weak, sick and disabled were still fighting with the ordinary cavalry of the Xianbei tribe.

Of course, their equipment is not excellent, but their blood and qi seem to have been tempered in the confrontation with Suning. Although their physical strength has also decreased a lot, Suning's words to induce them seem to give them the desire to live, coupled with the fear that Suning brought them, they need to vent the fierceness and killing in their chests on other targets.

The combination of these factors has caused a significant increase in their combat effectiveness. Even in the face of the Xianbei cavalry, they did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

This battle was much more tragic than expected, and although the cannon fodder did not have their leading brother, they seemed to have received the spiritual inheritance of the wolf. The tenacity they showed in the face of the enemy far exceeded the expectations of the enemy, Suning and others.

Although the number of their casualties is also increasing, even more pronounced than that of their children and grandchildren. However, they were always fighting, and not only did no one panic, not even one of them fled and retreated.

Hou Cheng even made his own joke, the ancestor boss on the opposite side seemed to be supposed to transfer his elite over to deal with this group of old, weak, sick and disabled, and let the ordinary cavalry clean them up, which was obviously a wrong decision.

However, Micah did not live as unpleasantly as he imagined. As one of the young generals that Tanshi Huai admires the most, his courage and planning are among the best among the younger generation.

Of course, he knew what to do with the old, weak, sick and disabled. Although it seems that their combat power has surprisingly surpassed that of their children and grandchildren, he still thinks that it is still a knife to kill chickens by dispatching the elite to clean up this group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

Therefore, he calmly conveyed an order to his subordinates. This order is only one sentence, but it is enough to tear down the spiritual support of those old, weak, sick and disabled.

Soon after, the men who had been ordered to go shouted out on the battlefield what they had been ordered to convey: "Your sons, because of the chess and card chaos, have all been executed by the adults of my family!" ”

Similar shouts continued to echo on the battlefield, and even Hou Cheng in the distance could hear it very clearly, and Suning beside him opened his eyes because of this.

"It's over!" A smile curled up at the corner of Suning's lips, "This Micah is really not simple. ”

Micah turned out to be just looking at Suning in the distance, thinking that this kind of routine is not only you.

It took a long time for Hou Cheng to understand what was wrong with this. It turned out that the opposing coach used the same scheming as Suning. Since this group of old, weak, sick and disabled people are fighting desperately for the sons of their tribe, if you tell them that all the sons have died, it is equivalent to dismantling their spiritual support. Once a person loses his last breath to support him, exhaustion and despair will consume him in an instant.

Sure enough, those old, weak, sick and disabled people really fell into confusion, their movement speed slowed down instantly, and some people were even stunned, obviously difficult to accept the death of their children and grandchildren.

The Qiang tribe has been influenced by Han culture for hundreds of years, and many living customs have been obviously sinicized, although they still adhere to the rules of the grassland, but the heart of filial piety has quietly sprouted in their hearts. The steppe tribes, who could not face up to their mentality, received the punishment they deserved at this moment. After the young people of the tribe died, their old and sick became vulnerable to the enemy.

The originally fierce duel scene changed the style in an instant. Another part of this rebellion, it didn't take long to end.

"It's more than half an hour, and this deal is worth it." Suning stood on Wugang's car and slowly showed his smile. Ever since he was stimulated by the son of his subordinate not long ago, his state of mind has changed dramatically. At this moment, even in the face of the hideous smile of the Grim Reaper, he could calmly smile back.

The battlefield belongs to the Grim Reaper, but it also belongs to him.

"Give me orders and tell the soldiers that we may not have time to rest after that. The enemy will launch wave after wave of wheel attacks, and the forces we can rotate are very limited, so it's time to dye the Han flag red with our blood! ”

Although he said this to let others give orders, but his voice suddenly became a lot louder for some reason after this battle, plus his subordinates themselves did not have many left, and he lost nearly 40 troops in the opponent's battle just now, and now he has only 450 people in his hands. The small military formation no longer had too many obstacles to stop his roar, so there was no need for any secondary communication, and they could clearly hear the coach's bloody call.

I don't know who first sang Suning's military song published in the newspaper: "...... Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood......"

Little by little, the sound began to spread among the subordinates, and then like sunlight, it shone over the grassland battlefield shrouded in death.

They put their right hand on their left chest, their eyes fixed on their flags, and their songs were chanted aloud.

In this loud melody, they want to work with their boss to clean up the old mountains and rivers and face the sky.

Micah began to mobilize troops and horses again, this time, he didn't dare to underestimate Suning, although he trapped the other party with absolute strength, but that family was like a hedgehog on the grassland, even if he encountered a tiger, it was impossible to eat delicious meat within three or five moves.

What's more, he is just a jackal on the grassland, and in the face of an opponent that even tigers find tricky, how can he accidentally break his wolf teeth?

And after a series of victories on the other side, the design has clearly grown significantly. At the same time, a loud singing voice came from the opposing army's formation, although he could not see the resolute faces of the Han soldiers, nor could he see the solemnity of their hands and looking at the military flag. But he could feel a majestic aura spreading from there.

Suning didn't expect that what he inadvertently published in the newspaper would come in handy at this time.

Speaking of which, he has also published a series of articles in newspapers about military etiquette, including what posture should be maintained when the military song is played. He didn't know what standards the soldiers were trained to, but what was in front of him was the same thing he had proposed. The soldiers rested their right hand on their left chest, their eyes fixed on the flag fluttering in the wind, and they did not think that it was some kind of American law that blindly respected 1942. They don't know the damn thing, they only know that as a Chinese, what flows in their hearts is the blood of the Chinese Miao descendants, and they want to use their own hands to feel the opportunity of life with those blood, and then transform it into the killing of death.

In fact, such a distance has appeared many times in previous history, whether it is the Han or the northern barbarians, there is no shortage of relevant records. When Suning designed military salutes for them, it obviously also referred to a lot of relevant historical regulations, rather than using national sentiment to blindly oppose things in the United States.

The same method of motivating the soldiers really worked wonders. At this moment, every soldier was like a bull who wanted to see the red cloth, and he couldn't wait to appear in front of the enemy at once and put the curse of death on the shameless people.