Sun Yuan: "Old Fei, tell me." ”

Fei Hong had fought with the peasant army several times before, and he was very familiar with the thief army, and when he heard Sun Yuan ask, he muttered: "When did the thief dare to fight so much, if it was like this at the beginning, would he still be driven by our official army from Shaanxi to Henan, and from Henan to Nanjing?" ”

Sun Yuan seemed to understand a little, and after thinking about it carefully, he also felt that the situation was a little bad. Ancient wars seem to be unprecedented in scale, but they are very different from modern hot-weapon wars. The biggest difference is the organization and the tolerance for casualties, in the Soviet-German battlefield of World War II, a unit can still grit its teeth and endure 80% of the casualties, and fight to the last man

。 But in the cold-weapon battlefield, as long as the army pays more than 10 percent of the casualties, it will be a mess.

A unit that has not collapsed with 10 percent casualties can be called an iron army.

The army of the Ming Dynasty was notoriously bad, and generally speaking, in a battle of tens of thousands of people, there were only a few thousand people who could really go into battle. Only these thousands of well-trained and well-equipped family members are the factors that determine the outcome of a battle, and as for the other auxiliaries and civilian soldiers, most of them are spectators who play soy sauce.

Therefore, when fighting, the commanders of both sides will send their elite soldiers to charge the battle as soon as possible.

In today's battle, the peasant army has already paid the price of thousands of elites, and their military discipline is notoriously poor. But until now, they are still gritting their teeth and rushing forward, which shows that Gao Yingxiang and Zhang Xianzhong are desperate.

Most of the Nanjing troops in the Ming Dynasty were guards, and when they encountered the thief army that had already killed the red-eyed, could they withstand it?

Sun Yuan's heart tightened, and there was a vague worry.

Zhu Xuanshui: "Sun Yuan, today I can't say that our army will be defeated." ”

Next to him, Fei Hong said: "Actually...... Zhu Qianhu, you are too worried, even if the Nanjing army is defeated...... The Tianxiong and Guanning armies have not yet been dispatched. With the combat effectiveness of these two armies, there is no problem in winning this battle. ”

"Indeed." Sun Yuan nodded, and said: "Zhu Qianhu, the biggest problem now is how our army can achieve merit on the battlefield, and if you stay behind the big array like this, you don't have a chance!" ”

Yes, the Nanjing army will not be defeated. According to the real history, the Ming army will achieve an unprecedented victory in this battle, and Sun Yuan is not worried about this.

Zhu Xuanshui smiled bitterly: "But there is no way, unless the Nanjing army is directly defeated by the thief army, we will have a chance to fight." As officers of the Ming Dynasty, how can we hope for the defeat of friendly forces? ”

Sun Yuan didn't speak anymore, rode on his horse, and watched the battle with his hands on the pergola.

Another round of artillery and crossbows, and the peasant army fell in large swaths.

In the blink of an eye, the peasant army had approached a hundred steps from the Ming army's large array, and the expressions on the faces of those thieves were clearly visible

。

"Kill!" With a shout, tens of thousands of mouths opened at the same time, and tens of thousands of feet rushed towards the mud on the ground, splashing a row of tsunami-like black mud waves, but the muddy waves were all kinds of weapons, dazzlingly white.

No one retreated, and all the thieves rushed like moths to a flame.

The archers of the Ming army changed their upward shooting to flat shooting, and there were constantly thieves who fell down with several arrows, even if the soldiers who were not seriously injured were pushed by the crowd behind them, they were easily trampled into the muddy water and could no longer be seen.

In the loud shouts, there was the sound of puffs and arrows piercing into the flesh, and rows of corpses were in front of the formation. But the thieves seemed to have fallen into madness, and they were so unreasonable and unfatal.

Seeing the enemy approaching, some people wanted to retreat and give way to the sword and shield hand behind them, and some people threw away their bows and wanted to draw their waist knives.

Everyone had expressions of horror and despair on their faces, these Jiangnan soldiers who had never been on the real battlefield never thought that the war would be so cruel, and the enemy would be so desperate.

Small bridges and flowing water, singing and dancing, rich and exquisite life, how can it be worth being stuffed with iron and blood by the northwest wind and sand all the year round?

The archers of the Ming army, the sword and shield men, spearmen, and axe men who tried to come forward were huddled together, like water buffaloes stuck in a swamp, unable to move any longer.

In a few moments, a group of elite thieves under the leadership of a short and strong man was like a sharp knife, cutting directly into the Ming army's formation. The short, stout man was wearing a heavy, thick iron armor with a dozen feathered arrows hanging from it. Although I ran such a long way, I didn't look tired at all. He carried a big axe in his hand, and with a single sweep, two Ming Dynasty guards flew out like scarecrows.

Under the big axe he danced into, the Ming soldiers kept flinching.

Still, a spear pierced the man's waist and was firmly nailed in.

The stout man, with his mouth wide open, seemed to scream violently. Because it was so far away, Ning Xiangjun couldn't hear him shouting.

But at this moment, the man swung his big axe and cut the sneak attacker to the ground. He pulled out the spear nailed to his waist and threw it forward.

The red spear with human blood flew out more than ten meters above the crowd, directly stabbing a thousand-household officer on a war horse

。

The body of the officer of the thousand households shook on the saddle for a long time, and finally fell softly, and was instantly overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Liu Zongmin, it's him!" Sun Yuan took a breath of cold air: "This fight is really big, you can't die like this?" is a brave general, and the person who can leave his name in the history books is really not an extravagant character. ”

Liu Zongmin was shot by himself when he was in Qingliu Pass and fell into the chaos. It is said that if it were someone else, they would have been trampled to death by tens of millions of feet. Even if he escapes by luck and gets shot in the body, and it is a lead bullet, it is estimated that he will lose his life due to lead poisoning.

But this guy just survived, and he went to the battlefield alive.

Could it be that the resistance of this guy's body is amazing?

"It's over, the morale of our army has fallen, and this battle will be lost." Next to him, Fei Hong's forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Ahh Suddenly, the Nanjing army shouted at the same time, and some soldiers had already turned around and fled backwards.

Under the attack of the thief army without fear of life and death, they neglected training, and the Nanjing guards who rushed to the army finally couldn't bear it.

Zhu Xuanshui suddenly laughed: "Okay, the Nanjing army is finally defeated, and it is well defeated!" ”

Next to him, the donkey was furious: "The surname is Zhu, are you crazy, our army is about to be defeated, and you are still applauding?" ”

Zhu Xuanshui stroked his long beard proudly: "The husband is a hero, with great ambitions, good intentions, the opportunity to contain the universe, and the ambition to swallow heaven and earth." In extraordinary times, it is a good opportunity for heroes to make contributions. The defeat of the Nanjing Army was not a good opportunity for my Ningxiang to come out. All of you work hard, let everyone see, what is the real Iron Army, and play the prestige of my Ningxiang Army! ”

Everyone looked at him with neurotic eyes.

"Zhu Qianhu, you really want to be beautiful, as soon as thousands of troops rushed over, without waiting for us to make a move, they were scattered by the rout first, how can you fight?" Wen Jian said in a strange manner: "I'm afraid that before we can fight with the thief army, we will be trampled to death by the friendly army first, you should think about how to survive first!" ”

Hearing him say this, Zhu Xuanshui immediately came to his senses, and his face changed greatly.

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