As a cavalryman, cavalry combat is only a basic quality, and it is not even a quality, it should be said that it is instinct. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and recognize the opponent's number, for these light cavalry is almost a necessary skill for everyone, even if the knowledge is only a few words, you must understand that the enemy army is coming from the opposite side, otherwise the army behind is probably not much better than the blind.

"The chief military officer of Quzhou Town, Daming, broke the capture of General Li"

What is the meaning behind this line of text, the Qing army officer who led the team is very clear, Chen Wen's confidant Li Ruixin is here. According to the intelligence, Li Ruixin was a cavalry general under Chen Wen before he was divided into towns. This time, since he has once again done his old job and arrived with the cavalry in advance, will Chen Wen, the commander of the Ming army who has repeatedly defeated strong forces since the beginning of the army, be in the direction of Yushan County behind him at this moment.

The momentum is born from the heart, and once this kind of mind rises, the momentum of victory just now suddenly decreases by a few points. Although he has never seen a battle, and he doesn't care if Chen Wen meets Lao Tzu on weekdays, but the powerful characters that the Eight Banners of the Han Army can't beat will never be as easy to deal with as those "bold words". Especially full of doubts about whether this monster in the eyes of the Qing army was watching not far behind him at this moment, it was like a boulder pressing on his heart.

On the battlefield, the cavalry of the Ming army was still extending to the two wings, putting on a hunting posture, as if intending to drive them in the direction of Yushan County in the southeast. Beyond the two armies were a few horses that had lost their owners, and the Qing army also stopped, waiting for the next step.

"General, those thieves and cavalry have stopped and lined up, should we wait for them?"

Can't wait!

The Ming cavalry dared to drive the recruits to come in a big way, and the infantry must not be far away, but it was absolutely impossible for any reinforcements to rush to the battlefield behind him. The longer the fight, the less room to maneuver, and it's a bit early to decide the outcome of the fight, but if you can hit it in one shot, it will also be a big victory.

"Turn around, gather people, go straight to the general flag of the thief boss, and kill Li Ruixin!"

The Qing army threw away the women and goods that were captured, and the rest were also two hundred and fifty or sixty horsemen. On the side of the Ming army, after the battle, the officers roughly estimated that there should still be five or six hundred cavalry. twice as much as himself, but after just a trial, he is still full of confidence in defeating this Ming cavalry - it is one thing for his subordinates to be brave and good at fighting, and more importantly, the Ming army is a newly trained cavalry at a glance, and the war horses captured in the Eight Banners of the Han Army are indeed good horses, but the gap in riding, martial arts, and especially experience is too big.

As long as Li Ruixin is killed, even if half of the people are lost, it is worth it. As for the leaderless ones, there is enough time to break them up and crush them before the infantry arrives.

With the waving of the flag bearer, the cavalry of the brigade quickly completed the turn, and at the same time began to charge on horseback, showing a sharp and arrow-like charging formation against the cavalry formation that had just completed the extension on the side of the Ming army.

The cavalry of the brigade crossed the central part of the battlefield and galloped wildly, increasing the speed of the horses to the best speed for the charge. At this time, the cavalry of the Ming army also began to move, and the central area where the banner was located was slightly slower, and the speed of the two wings was slightly faster, and soon a general trend of a goose-shaped formation was formed.

The geese-shaped array paid attention to outflanking the two flanks with the troops extending from the left and right flanks, and it was often used in foot combat and cavalry combat, but the officers did not care about this. Cavalry is more important than personal bravery, this Ming army is famous for foot combat, but the cavalry has never heard of any proud achievements in them, let alone meet the elite of their Ganshan green battalion.

The war horses galloped wildly, and the distance of several hundred meters was just an instant, and the cavalry of the Qing army quickly pounced on the position where Li Ruixin's general flag was. But at the moment before the rush was about to start, the Chinese army of the Ming army not only did not collide with it, but quickly moved closer to the two wings, and the entire goose-shaped array was divided into two, turning into two cavalry teams to let the Qing army pass. And in the staggered moment, these cavalry who continued to rush forward on both wings twisted their waists and stretched their bows, so the Qing army in front of them launched a shot at the Qing cavalry between the two.

"Damn, fooled!"

In the first staggering, the Qing army relied on the advantages of riding and archery to leave the lives of more than a dozen cavalry of the Ming army after the rain of arrows, and also shot some wounds, but they did not fall off their horses, and still followed the cavalry. And this time, the Qing army intended to rush and kill, so every cavalryman copied the rifle, horse lance, sabre, or other hand-to-hand weapons in his hand, but could only be hard against the premeditated Ming army's round of shooting.

With a bow and arrow, the lord of the first army will shoot the Qing army with a bow like an ordinary soldier, almost without aiming, Li Ruixin shot an arrow, and shot a Qing officer who was responsible for covering the flank and killed him on the spot.

The officer was pierced through the neck by an arrow as he galloped his horse, and before his hands could touch the arrow, he fell off his horse and was trampled into a pulp by the horses behind him. And his war horse, suddenly without its owner, slowly slowed down and turned to look for it, but what he found was only a tattered corpse that had been trampled on, and he had to let out a wail there for a while.

In an instant, the cavalry of the Ming and Qing armies exchanged directions with each other, and the direction was getting closer and closer to Yulang Creek in the west. Unlike the first confrontation just now, the Qing army with cavalry weapons was caught off guard by the Ming army who had already prepared the bow to ride, and the number of cavalry of the Ming army was twice that of the Qing army, and it was distributed on the left and right flanks.

"What's more, it's fortunate that Lao Tzu predicted the tactics of this group of Tartars, otherwise I would have to suffer."

Li Ruixin came, and the cavalry battalion came, but not all of the recruits who were really sent to participate in this first battle. Among them, 200 cavalry came from the Yiwu battalion that he led for nearly a year, and more than 100 cavalry Chen Wen's guards, and the rest were also the best in the cavalry battalion, in order to catch the Qing army by surprise and make a good start to combat the arrogance of the superior cavalry of the Qing army. It's just that the vast majority of the cavalry in his hands are still halfway monks, and no matter how hard they train, they still seem a little too immature in the face of these Ganshan Green Battalions that have been fighting with Taokou, the Han Hui Righteous Army, and even the rest of the Dashun Army all year round.

The cavalry of the Qing army had turned around, and the two cavalry teams of the Ming army had been reunited. Li Ruixin picked up the monocular and looked at the cavalry of the Qing army from afar, as well as the Qing troops who were half-wading and half-escorting prisoners along the pontoon bridge, just waved his hand, and the flag-bearer beside him waved the flag vigorously, and the Ming army of the brigade began to list a horizontal formation like a long snake under the leadership of the officer.

"Fight more and fight less, I haven't fought this kind of battle for many years, let you Tartars see how Li Laozi cuts people today!"

The Ming army of the brigade began to roll forward, pounced on the Qing cavalry, which was already not far from Yulang Creek. The officers led by the Qing army saw that they had been lured to this area by the Ming army, and their hearts were full of remorse.

Those Qing troops who escorted and captured could give up these gains without cover, and then leave some soldiers who had not yet crossed the river to flee westward, but his troops were all east of Yulang Creek, and wading would become a target, and the nearest and most suitable wading point was at the place of that section of the pontoon bridge, and escaping now would only be a fiasco; But if you evacuate directly to other places and be chased and killed, especially where the infantry of the Zhejiang Ming Army is, there is no way to know, and nine times out of ten you still can't escape.

"Fight!"

At this moment, the Qing army, aside from the dead and those who were wounded and could not fight again, there were more than 200 horsemen intact and those who were lightly wounded, and only under the order of this officer, they rode their horses and rushed towards the long snake formation of the Ming army. Moments later, the collision erupted in the most intense way.

"Kill!"

A shot was stabbed, and although the Qing army used a lot of force, Yu Youming's spear still stabbed him in the neck. Subconsciously twisted and put away the gun, blood sprayed far away, and even a few drops were splashed on his face.

After the collision, both sides intended to fight a decisive battle, but the speed of the horse dropped a lot, entangled at the moment, the Qing army relied on personal martial arts and tacit understanding on weekdays, while the Ming army seemed to have something more, something they had never seen.

"Kill!"

Yu Youming has a hereditary military position, and has passed the assessment of the martial arts school, since the establishment of the Iron Cavalry Battalion, he has become the captain of a team, with ten soldiers and a firefighter from the minimum of riding, to riding horses to kill, and riding and shooting, and even if he is a training officer, he can almost be said to be the teacher who taught his subordinates the most skills.

Becoming an officer at a young age is nothing new in the Zhejiang Ming Army, but the envy and jealousy caused by the hereditary military position are still endless, even if he already has the qualifications to become a cavalry captain after the assessment. People are terrifying, and it is precisely because of this that Yu Youming worked harder to hone his skills, and did not hesitate to teach what he had learned to his subordinates, so that the team he led repeatedly ranked among the best in the assessment, and only then did he have the opportunity to personally go into battle to kill the enemy today.

A group of cavalry, although riding on war horses, still maintained a very small formation, cooperating with the Qing army, like infantry formation.

Sabres, boring palladium, guns, sticks, sticks. Long soldiers and short blades, sometimes one or two, sometimes three or four, beckoned together at every turn, which made the Qing cavalry from the Ganshan Green Battalion exhausted, especially at this moment, the strength of the Ming army was twice as large as it, and the overall number of more and less was the same, so that these Qing troops were extremely uncomfortable, but they lost their usual demeanor.

"Kill!"

With a powerful blow, the two horses were staggered, and Li Huixiang only used this knife to cut off the arm of the Qing army in front of him. This Qing army was very brave and had already slashed and killed two Ming cavalrymen, but this time the Qing army had no time to react under the severe pain of having his arm cut off, and he had been stabbed to death by a spearman of the same team and fell under his horse.

Unlike the newly built cavalry battalion, Li Huixiang was in the cavalry guards of the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion, responsible for protecting Chen Wen's safety on the battlefield, and of course, more often than not, he followed their outlaw commander to kill. This time he came with Li Ruixin, and it was also Chen Wen's order, and being able to fight with the cavalry from the Ganshan Green Battalion with such a clear sword and gun made every pore of his sweat burst out with a factor called excitement.

"Kill!"

This Qing army came from the Ganshan Green Battalion, a subordinate of Daniel Zhang, the former governor of Gansu, and fought against enemies who were good at cavalry combat for more than 200 years. However, with fewer enemies and more enemies, they were calculated by Li Ruixin, whose experience in cavalry combat was not inferior to them, coupled with the strange tactics used by the cavalry of the Ming army in Zhejiang, which made them fall into the dilemma of defeat step by step.

"Damn it."

A junior officer of the Ming army was stabbed to death with a sword, and the Qing officer who led the team immediately ushered in several non-commissioned officers of the same team as the officer. The long soldiers and short blades were staggered, and it took a few pro-soldiers to barely kill these Ming troops who cooperated with each other, but they also paid the lives of two pro-soldiers.

On the battlefield, the Qing army had fewer and fewer cavalry, while the number of Ming cavalry was declining much lower than theirs, which made him more and more inclined to take a desperate bet.

"The surname Li has a kind of coming to fight with Lao Tzu!"

They are getting closer and closer to the general banner of the Ming army, but there are fewer and fewer subordinates around them, maybe they can't rush in front of Li Ruixin at all, they have already been killed by the Ming army, maybe they can't be. In a hurry, the officer shouted, but unexpectedly got a response from Li Ruixin immediately.

"Get out of the way, Ben will let him know today who is Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the horse rushed out, several Ming soldiers guarded the side, and they were killed with several of the officer's personal soldiers in advance. In an instant, Li Ruixin had rushed to the front, and an ancestral horse lance trembled like a dragon in his hand, and it stabbed the officer's throat with a diagonal pull.

With a "poof", the sword slash staggered the direction of the horse's lance thrust a little, and forcibly slashed through several of his mustaches, bypassing the deadly throat. However, the tremendous force of the shock made half of his arm numb for a while, so that even the original plan to take advantage of the disadvantage of the horse's mallet being too long and short to slash nearby after the wrong body was completely unable to make the trip.

"It's kind of interesting."

The dark clouds and snow under the crotch were given to him by Huang Degong back then, and the war horse is generally seven or eight years old to fourteen or fifteen years old is the most suitable golden age for combat, this horse is now a little old, but the tacit understanding for many years is still there, and the service is also dedicated, but now it is still able to fight, not inferior to that year.

Riding a horse and rushing out of a short section, Li Ruixin took advantage of inertia to pick up another Qing army who was forced to fall off the horse, turned the horse's head and rushed towards the Qing army officer again.

At this moment, there are not too many Qing troops left in the left vicinity, and some people who really can't reach the Qing army simply stop and watch this rare cavalry battle. It's a pity that the jokes of hundreds of rounds of battles like the commentary are basically made up, and the battlefield changes rapidly, and the decision to win or lose is often only in an instant.

"Kill!"

A shot was stabbed, and Li Ruixin once again felt the strength of the officer to pick it up, but this time, I don't know if it was after the blow just now, the Qing army officer had not yet eased his strength, although this time the stab tried his best to pick it, but he didn't pick it at all, and the straight shot stabbed him in the throat. Subconsciously twisted and pumped, and at the same time as the blood was splashed, the Qing army officer also fell under the horse.

"The guerrillas are dead, run."

The main general died in battle, and the Qing army, which was still struggling to support, turned into birds and beasts after a scream, but Li Ruixin, who had just killed a guerrilla general, was a little stunned, as if he had not yet vented his energy. (To be continued.) )