Chapter 690: Captured arrows are like rain, and Han crossbows are like wind
3/4~ββββUsu waved his whip a little depressedly, and as expected, the drudgery of the pioneer really fell on his head. γReading.comγ
If you change the opponent, the vanguard is actually a beautiful difference, and there are more casualties if you strike first, and you can also give priority to the distribution of loot, so in the past, everyone rushed to ask for this errand.
It's a pity that the opponent in front of you is different from the previous ones, although there are more loot than before, but the difficulty has also increased a lot. In the past, how could the opponent send so many light horsemen to fight in front of the formation.
You must know that the most lacking thing in the Ming army is the cavalry, and the cavalry is very precious to the generals of the Ming army, and it has always been used to suppress the formation, and even the scouts may not have horses, how can it be possible to carry out cavalry battles?
has been discovered, and has not been discovered, there are many strange things about this Ming forbidden army, and he, the vanguard, may encounter those who have not been discovered, thinking of this, Wu Su is worried and resentful.
Ask yourself, although Wusu has repeatedly contradicted the little prince, he really has no intention of fighting for power with the other party, his tribe is not small, and he plays a pivotal role in the eastern grasslands, but he can bully and bully Uliangha, but it is too far behind the king's tent.
Boyan Mengke really didn't have the energy, didn't he inadvertently bump into him twice? Moreover, that time under the city of Xuanfu, he also admitted that it was his own mistake, but he still took revenge on himself, which really disgraced the face of the descendants of the Heavenly Mandate Khan.
"Usu Khan, how are we going to fight?" Since it was a temptation, Wusu did not intend to put all his troops into it, but sent his cadres, the commander of ten thousand soldiers, Miye Sitong, to lead 3,000 cavalry to do the first wave of attack.
"Of course, according to the traditional tactics of our Mongols, we will use cavalry to shoot the Ming army." mentioned his family's fine traditions, Wu Su swept away the gloom in his chest, and was full of spirits again.
"Yes." Yahaji understood what Usu meant. Compared with the formation of the Ming army, the danger of using cavalry is much smaller, and the strength of the Ming army is not completely certain, but at this time, the morning sun has risen, and the morning light falls on both sides of the Sanggan River, reflecting on the military formation of the Ming army, only to see a cold light flickering, and the iron armor on their bodies is not fake.
Even if the cavalry on the right flank does not come to the rescue, with their own thousands of horsemen, they will not be able to rush through the infantry array of the Ming Army, on the contrary, cavalry shooting can have this effect, not only can preserve strength, but also give full play to their own strengths, and the benefits are not small.
"Whew...... Drink! Behind him, three thousand captives swooped out, like a fierce wolf, killing violently, and for a while, the battlefield was full of smoke and dust, and the murderous spirit was soaring.
In the face of the shouting captives, the Ming army's position did not move at all, and there were some neighing horses on the right flank, but the Chinese army did not even make a sound, the little prince saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help sneering: "The little emperor of the Ming Kingdom is calm, is he confident, or is he scared stupid?" β
"King Khan, the Ming army has moved...... That's a lot, what a big shield! β
I saw that the array of the Ming army was shining again, and the infantry at the forefront raised a large shield, which was wide and narrow, shaped like the tip of a sword, and even in early winter, it could still be effortlessly inserted into the soil.
Because the movements of the guards were too neat, looking at the main formation of the Tartars, in front of the Ming army, it seemed that there was suddenly an additional city wall, and the chiefs around the little prince exclaimed one after another.
"Turtle formation?" The little prince raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly, and sneered: "Hmph, it's useless, if you charge into battle, this layer of turtle shell is still a little useful, but Wusu is not a fool, how can he use only three thousand horsemen to charge the formation?" β
He said with a playful smile: "King Khan is wise, I heard that when the Western Expedition was carried out, the ancestors also met similar opponents, those people thought that with a turtle shell, they could compete with our Dayuan's iron cavalry, but they were defeated by our cavalry, if it weren't for the fact that the place was too desolate, we were not willing to stay for a long time, and the whole world would be the pasture of the Mongols." β
"Isn't it, let that little emperor who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth see how powerful we are!"
"Kill, destroy them once and for all with mounted archery!"
The chiefs, big and small, responded one after another, shouting and cheering.
As if hearing the order of the main formation, at a distance of about two hundred paces from the Ming army, Ya Ye Si suddenly raised his arms high, and then divided left and right, and the cavalry behind him immediately turned their horses' heads and changed from rushing forward to running left and right. It was as if the current had met a reef, and it was extremely fluid.
"Run, shoot!" As soon as Mi Ye Si gave an order, the captives opened their bows and arrows one after another, looking into the air and throwing them, and the dense arrows rose into the air, as if there was an extra black cloud in the sky, and then, it turned into a heavy rain, rushing towards the array of the Ming army.
This is the world-famous cavalry and archery method of the Mongols.
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Looking at the past from the perspective of the little prince and others, the Ming army didn't seem to move, but the command platform was quite busy. Maps, rulers, and even a sand table, staff officers are busy with all sorts of tools, and from time to time they have to respond to inquiries from the commander-in-chief.
"Back to the emperor, the distance between the captives and the formation is three hundred meters!" Step is a relatively vague measurement unit, roughly equivalent to one and a half meters, but it is not so unified, so in practical application, Xie Hong unified the ranging unit and changed it to meters.
"Three hundred meters? It should be beyond the effective range of the riding bow, right? "The maximum distance of a bow thrown is about 200 paces, beyond which even if you barely shoot it, the arrow will not have much power.
"The Tartars should have some scruples and dare not go too far ahead."
After thinking about it, Wen Wen added: "Because the range of firearms is more than 100 steps, therefore, for the Tartars, 200 steps is a very safe distance, even if there are firearms, they will not be hit, and besides, they also have the intention of luring firearms to fire, and then take advantage of the inconvenience of loading, and go forward to attack." β
"Well, Tartars aren't really stupid." Zhengde nodded, and at this time, the rain of arrows had fallen, but it did not cause any damage to the Ming army.
The plate armor on the guards was already very strong, there was a shield array in front of the formation, and most importantly, it was winter, and the northwest wind was blowing, and the Tartars attacked from the south to the north, and the wind direction was unfavorable. Two hundred steps was originally the maximum range, but when it was blown by the wind, there were very few arrows falling on the shield array, and after a few ding-dong sounds, it fell silent again.
...... "Tell Wusu and let him move forward, the firearms of the Ming army will still be a little powerful within a hundred steps, and no matter how far away he can only hear a sound, what is he afraid of?" The little prince was very dissatisfied with this result.
He also thought that the Ming army was likely to have firearms, which was originally the thing that the grassland people were most afraid of.
However, even if there are firearms, they are not the opponent of Mongolian cavalry archery, and cavalry has an advantage over infantry, whether it is long-range weapons or hand-to-hand combat.
The cavalry bow is relatively short and has a small range, but when it comes to shooting with an infantry bow, the cavalry has the advantage, and the difference lies in the arrays of the two sides. The infantry against the cavalry could only form a dense formation, but the Mongolian cavalry was scattered freely, so the formation was quite loose.
In the battle formation, the cavalry shooting method is all projectile. First, it is necessary to increase the firing range, and the range of the flat shooting with the bow does not exceed fifty paces, which is really a bit small in the battle array; Second, it is difficult to get accurate in riding and shooting, after all, it is a galloping horse, and one or two geniuses may be able to penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, but everyone is like this, so it is very nonsense.
Although the range of the projectile is long, but it can not be accurate, can only find a general direction, when both sides use the method of projectile shooting, whose queue is denser, who suffers more, the most powerful thing about Mongolian cavalry shooting, is also in this.
Ride and shoot to make the opponent bleed continuously. If the other party pursues and kills, the array will inevitably be chaotic, and the cavalry can take advantage of the gap to attack; It is useless for the other party to hold out, and the casualties of continuing to be beaten passively may not be very large, but the blow to morale is fatal, as long as the other side continues to be harassed, the other party will collapse on its own sooner or later, and victory will come more easily at that time.
In Temujin's time, this move was invincible, conquering not only Asia but also most of Europe, and the little prince's pride and dissatisfaction were justified.
After receiving the reprimand of the formation, Wusu also felt ashamed, and issued an order to let the cavalry under his command move forward, rather than bear certain casualties, but also be sure to disrupt the array of the Ming army. As a result, the 3,000 captives divided into two teams traveled vertically and horizontally, and the smoke and dust gradually approached the Ming army.
β¦β¦ As early as the first time he arrived in Xuanfu, Xie Hong imagined that one day he might command a large army and fight against the Tartars, of course, using a hot weapon to suppress the surname.
The cannon roared, the shells fell like meteors, smashing the battlefield into potholes, and countless captives fell down and wailed in the artillery fire; When the captives approached, the rifles began to fire a volley, giving the Tartars a head-on blow; If anyone gets closer, it's the turn of the machine gun, that thing is the absolute nemesis of the cavalry, as long as the supply of bullets is guaranteed, the cavalry will only scream in front of the machine gun.
However, none of these things are available now.
The order of various development projects is in accordance with actual needs, Xie Hong did not expect that the decisive battle broke out so early, and the dozens of cannons that were originally sent to the capital were also thrown in the capital by Zhengde, well, to be honest, just those dozens of cannons are really not very useful.
However, just as he didn't think that without Western talents, the Ming Dynasty would not be able to enter the industrial age, Xie Hong didn't think that without firearms, the Han family would not be able to defeat the Tartars.
In the face of the surging captives, known as the unparalleled cavalry, he just smiled lightly and watched Zhengde give orders.
"Erect the wind word flag, give them some color!"
On the platform, a big flag was raised high, the flag was as red as blood, and there was a big 'wind' word on it, hunting and hunting. As the wind flag was raised, dozens of officers with loud voices shouted:
"Crossbow!"
"Squeak...... Yikes! The sluggish sound of strings was incessant, and gradually resounded into a single one, like the neighing of a gale before it came.
The arrows are like rain, and the wind and rain are scattered!
(To be continued)