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Chapter 129 Vegan Vs Milk Tiger (II)

They were just shocked by the quick reaction and neat movements of the red turban army in front of them.

They didn't know that the Red Turban Army in front of them, except for the few days when they went out to fight, the soldiers always exercised every day. Even the shortest of them took three months. And the brand heads, centurions and thousand-captains in the team have an average training time of half a year! And most of them followed Zhu Eighty-one to blow up the handsome platform that was not spent. Whether it is courage or combat experience, it is one in a hundred.

They didn't know that even the auxiliary soldiers in the Red Turban Army in front of them were carefully selected from more than 30,000 homeless people, one out of ten. It usually takes five days to exercise, and the intensity and frequency of training are already comparable to the soldiers on the side of the imperial court.

They would not even know that in order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the 3,500 or 600 people in front of them, the Red Turban Left Army had been embarrassed many times to the point of smashing pots and selling iron. Not only did he sell out the gold and silver that Zhu Eighty-one had shared after all the battles, but he even reluctantly sold more than half of the captured war horses to other friendly forces. In the entire Xuzhou Red Army system, the Left Army became the only team without cavalry. There is only one scout team, and the size is still controlled by about 100 people, and it does not play much role in the battle at all.

They would not even know that from the end of November last year to May of this year, this team has fought different enemies four times, and each time they have won a big victory. Almost every soldier has engraved pride in his bones. On the battlefield, there will be no fear of any enemies!

As the so-called connoisseur looks at the doorway, the layman looks at the liveliness. The expression of the same team, which fell in the eyes of the cavalry commander who was eighty paces away, was completely different from Li Qi's feeling.

'The phalanx directly opposite is the elite under Zhu Eighty-one's account! Squinting his eyes, he quickly made a judgment. 'The cavalry can't get through, and the bow and arrow can't break them!' On the contrary, the two phalanxes on the left and right sides, whether in terms of equipment or morale, are not the same as the one in the center.

"Whoosh ——!" A rain of arrows fell from midair, smashing in front of and behind him, splashing a few splashes of blood. However, the Mongol warriors who were hit by the arrows all tried to control their bodies and refused to fall off their horses lightly. At a distance of eighty paces, the strength of the feather arrow could only barely penetrate the single layer of leather armor, and even if it was hit, it was only slightly injured. And if they fall off the horse, they will be trampled into a ball of flesh by their own team that follows them.

"Whoosh ——!" The second row of feathered arrows came in an instant, leaping a distance of sixty paces, and smashed into the line behind the companion. Five or six horses were in pain, and their front hooves were raised high. Immediately after that, the horses rushing up from behind were knocked over along with the owner on their backs, and they immediately disappeared. The other Mongol warriors turned a deaf ear to the wailing from their feet,6 and continued to untie their riding bows from their backs, put their feathered arrows on their bow arms, and bent their bodies at the neck of their horses, forward, forward, and onward.

"Whew!! Woohoo! "Fifty paces ahead, a series of thunderclaps suddenly sounded, and five or six people on the left and right sides of the commander's companion were knocked into the air, screaming and falling under the horse's hooves." Right - spin! He himself was taken aback, shook the reins violently, and cried out hoarsely, "Right-turn!" Keep up with me and strike at the left flank of the enemy army! ”

"Right-spin! Follow the flag and strike at the left flank of the enemy! "Guarding the side of the commander of the thousand-year-old, the captain of the personal army, Aru, led the pro-soldiers, and repeated the commander's order loudly. At the same time, hold the flag high in your hand and shake it repeatedly.

The Mongol cavalry, which had already rushed to a distance of less than thirty paces from Zhu Eighty-one, turned its head sharply, like a clumsy elephant, turned diagonally from vertical to diagonal, and swooped towards the auxiliary phalanx on the left flank of the Red Turban Army. The archers commanded by Zhu Chenze shot a row of armor-piercing cones at them, but because the target moved too fast, most of the armor-piercing cones fell into the billowing smoke and dust. Only a handful of them shot the human and horse's body, knocking them to the ground, where they were trampled into a mass of meat sauce by the horses that rushed after them.

"Gun Five, shoot!" Ivanov, who was standing in front of the auxiliary formations on the left flank, did not hesitate to wave his short knife and ordered the artillery team around him to open fire.

"Boom ——!" The bronze cannon spewed dozens of hot iron projectiles before the Mongols rushed to their side. The three horses, along with the Mongol warriors on their backs, were sprayed into a sieve and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. The other Mongol warriors, led by Hange, straightened up from their horses and drew their bows half-full.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!" There was a sudden darkness in the sky, followed by hundreds of feathered arrows. Ivanov raised his shield to protect his head and upper body, but was pushed by the feathered arrows and staggered.

The effective range of the riding bow was only a short thirty or so steps. But with the blessing of the inertia of the war horse's sprint, the strength is amazing. Before Ivanov could react more, four of the ten gunners beside him had already fallen. The other six clasped their heads in their hands and ran backwards.

"Waste, where can you run?!" Ivanov was furious, turned around and slapped one of the gunners directly into the air with his shield. "Ding, ding, ding, dang!" More than two dozen short feathers suddenly grew on his back, pushing him to stumble and lie directly in a pool of blood.

"Don't mess up, don't panic, don't embarrass the governor!" The commanders and centurions of the auxiliaries braved the rain of arrows, running back and forth, desperately restraining the ranks and preventing anyone from escaping.

"Don't mess around, stand firm, take behind the shield!" Hu Dahai came with 20 of Zhu Eighty-One's personal soldiers to help the generals at all levels of the auxiliary army to restrain the team. "Those who have shields and armor stand in front, and those who do not have shields stand behind. Archer, your bow is a burning stick! Fight back, hurry up and fight back for me! ”

"Don't mess up, don't mess up, there's a wall behind you. Where can you retreat! Wu Liangmou ran over with twenty other personal soldiers to assist Hu Dahai in stabilizing the morale of the army. More than forty men in plate armor walked clumsily, shuttling back and forth under the rain of arrows. Everyone was shot like a hedgehog, and everyone insisted on not taking half a step back.

The cold-forged full-body plate armor blocked most of their attacks. However, there were still one or two of great strength that pierced through the plate armor and tormented their bodies like an awl. Wu Liangmou felt that he was bleeding, and all over his body, he didn't know how many wounds were bleeding at the same time. Wet and sticky, painful and itchy. The boots under his feet suddenly became as heavy as cannonballs, and the iron helmet on his head was pressed down like a grinding disc, making his eyes black. "I'm going to die!" Gritting his teeth and staggering, he pulled a panicked shieldman up from the ground and forced him to stand beside him. Then he pulled up the other two and forced them to stand in a horizontal row with a steel knife, "Lao Tzu's family has a lot of money, and Lao Tzu is not afraid of death!" You're afraid of a ball! Lao Tzu "stumbled upon a corpse full of feathered arrows, and he staggered to the ground, watching as the tip of his nose slammed into a broken shaft——!

"Ah——!h A frightened scream finally came out of his mouth, full of humiliation and unwillingness. At this moment, the corpse on the ground suddenly rolled over and sat up, holding him firmly in his arms, "Ah——! ”

Both shouted at the same time, and Ivanov, who was crushed underneath, could not bear the weight of the armor and slowly fell. The iron armor pressed the half-feathered arrows on the ground directly into the depths of the earth. Then, he and Wu Liangmou pulled each other and stood up, holding a steel knife and shouting, "Don't mess up, stand firm, stand firm, like a man!" ”

"Don't mess around, stand firm, stand firm, like a man!" Hu Dahai shuttled with his own soldiers again, and stood in a zigzag row with Ivanov, Wu Liangmou, all the ironclad personal soldiers, and more than 30 auxiliary soldiers holding shields. Like a, it held out all the stormy waves for the other brothers behind him.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The four cannons on the head of the city fired one after another, smashing the four-pound projectiles into the galloping horses, smashing out the flesh alleys.

Seven or eight more warriors were killed, along with their horses, and the other Mongol warriors turned their heads and unleashed a final wave of feathered arrows at Wu Liangmou, Hu Dahai and others. Then he slammed the stirrups and retreated like a tide towards the right flank of his own army. Come and go, it's just as swift.

The sun overhead suddenly began to shine again, shining on Hu Dahai, Ivanov, Wu Liangmou and others, illuminating the armor on their bodies with brilliance, like a god descending from the earth. Behind the thirty or so radiant golden-armored gods were more than fifteen hundred proud men, whose faces did not fade with panic, but stood proudly. Standing in a pool of blood, standing in front of the corpse of the robe, motionless as a mountain.

"Hiss——!" Mongolian Wanhu Baoyin, who was escorted at the back of the Red Turban Army, secretly gasped. Because of his concern, he watched the entire battle almost without blinking. It is worthy of being the elite of Chu Buha's own hands, and the attack power of five hundred Mongolian cavalry is as powerful as the ancestors. It's just that the group of Han people who lined up against the city wall are not what they used to be.

Their relatively weak left flank actually withstood a round of loose fire from the five hundred cavalry, and was still able to maintain the formation steadily. And their Chinese army actually counterattacked the cavalry in a clear layer, although the effect was not very obvious, but it was by no means powerless.

"Hiss——!" At the same time, there was also Chu Buha, who was three hundred paces away to sweep his son. Fifty people, after this round of attacks, his side lost at least fifty cavalry. The left flank of the Red Turban Army showed no signs of collapse. Although in the face of the stormy blow, they were very flustered. But they carried it to the end, until the cavalry's superiority was exhausted, and they had to pull away again.

"Marshal, the young general raises the flag over there and asks to rush again!" Deputy Wanhu Tiejin came up and reminded loudly.

"The herald gave him permission to rush again. Same location! Chu Buha's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth in response. The first round of attacks didn't get the desired effect, but the fault is not in the companion! On the contrary, both in terms of command ability and strain, the table of the companion is remarkable. But the final reaction of the Red Turban Army on the opposite side overshadowed this qiē.

Chubuha was unwilling, and his son Bange was even more unwilling. After receiving the order from the Chinese army, he immediately took a breath and pointed his finger at Hu Dahai and the others who were sprinkled with golden light all over his body, "Charge me again, twenty steps inside and shoot sideways, I see how many rounds they can hold!" ”

"Yes!" The four centurions Lu Buhua, Bergen, Hu Lu, and Hu Lin, who were also full of unwillingness, responded in unison, shook the reins, and led the cavalry under their respective commands to start the second round of attack. The horse's degree turned from trotting to canning, and then from jogging to galloping, and like a lightning speed, it once again pounced on the opponent two hundred paces away.

"Beat the drum and urge all the departments to move forward. As soon as the cavalry attack is over, you must move into position! Ready to attack the enemy! Chu Buha's face twitched again, and he gritted his teeth and issued another command.

The pawn's body must not have recovered yet, but he couldn't wait any longer. The cavalry attack did not last a few rounds, and he had to replace them with foot soldiers before they were exhausted, creating constant pressure on the enemy's left flank until they collapsed on their own.

At that time, no matter how elite Zhu Tuhu's Chinese army is, it will not be able to return to the sky. The entire battlefield will be the world of officers and soldiers, and the red turban thieves can only be slaughtered by others!

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock knock!" The rapid beating of the drum made people's hearts beat wildly, their foreheads tingled, and their breathing was extremely difficult.

"Musketeers, all strengthened to the right flank!" Zhu Bayi took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and there was no expression on his face.

After so many rounds of life and death on the battlefield, the round of slack shooting just now could no longer make him feel too much panic. On the contrary, in his heart, there was a faint sense of pride at this moment: the A-cavalry dared to directly attack Lao Tzu's soldiers last time, but this time, the Mongols only dared to deal with Lao Tzu's auxiliaries. Last time, Lao Tzu needed to use a chicken cart, but this time, he only needed the brothers to put the end of the spear on the ground. last time

"Governor, the left-wing is still a little thin. Right-wing?" Before the enemy cavalry rushed over, Xu Da reminded in a low voice.

"It's too late, give the order to Ivanov! Let him have to hold this round! Zhu Bayi didn't think about it, and quickly issued the second general order.

"The right wing can still move forward twenty steps. Then turn left on the spot! Xu Da hesitated for a moment and continued to fight in a low voice.

Zhu Eighty-one looked up, and he saw that the enemy's cavalry had rushed to within 100 paces again, and the smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves covered the sky and the sun. He saw the enemy's foot soldiers advancing in Canada, and was trying to shorten the distance between the two sides, trying to take over the cavalry for a new attack. He saw Chubuha's wool in the wind, whirring in the wind, proud as a well-fed rooster.

Changing formations now will undoubtedly allow the enemy to see an opportunity. However, if the formation is not maintained, the left flank will have to carry it completely with courage and perseverance, as in the previous round, and it will be difficult to inflict too much damage on the enemy. "You go to the right wing and replace Geng Zaicheng. You don't need to push forward for specific needs, you can choose by yourself. Gritting his teeth, he made a very risky decision. Then he raised his arm high, "Inform Huang Lao Er, open the cannon!" ”

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The four cannons placed on the walls fired one after the other, opening the second round of battles. It was still the left flank of the Red Turban Army that fought against the Mongol cavalry alone, one burning with pride in his bones, and the other with the bravery left by his ancestors. In the blink of an eye, the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air became the main theme on the battlefield. The sky quickly began to darken again, and clouds of red mist slowly rose from the ranks of both sides, wafting in the dim sky, lonely and desolate.

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!" Boundless feathered arrows flew up from the ranks of the cavalry, passed through the smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves, and smashed into the left flank of the Red Turban Army, smashing the brethren to the ground.

Wu Liangmou held a large shield that he had picked up from a pool of blood, and stood in a row with Hu Dahai, Ivanov, and seventy or eighty brothers whose names he could not name, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm. No matter how violent the rain of arrows shot from the opposite side was, they all stood still.

Hundreds of courageous auxiliaries, closely divided into four rows, followed behind them. The spear in his hand was pressed against the shoulder of the man in front of him, pointing diagonally straight ahead. Work together with the robes to form an impregnable line of defense. One of the arrows fell, and immediately someone silently picked up the spear and took his place.

More auxiliaries followed behind the first line of defense, either with shields or spears raised. At any time, ready to step forward to fill the vacated position of the victim, his arms have been shaking, and his feet have never moved back a bit.

Li Ziyu led a hundred grenadiers and ran over to meet them. At the risk of being shot by a feathered arrow, he threw a grenade that lit the fuse at the feet of the cavalry.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The grenades exploded one after another, still affected by the burnability of the lead and the fragmentation rate, and failed to cause much damage to the cavalry. But the war horse raised its neck uneasily, shook its head and tail, desperately trying to stay away from the explosion point.

"Musketeers, all ready, the belly of the war horse in front of you, fire!" Liu Ziyun held out until most of the enemy's cavalry began to turn their heads, and finally gave the order to open fire.

More than ninety muskets that could shoot were spewed out at the same time as a cloud of white smoke. "Phew!" The clouds in the sky suddenly cracked open, and the sunlight illuminated the entire battlefield like lightning. Immediately, it was almost dark again, and the boundless smoke and red mist covered the Mongol cavalry, and while shooting feathered arrows, they retreated like a tide towards the right front of the Red Turban Army!

"Boom!" Because of the reduced gunners and slow reloading. The artillery on the left flank finally spewed projectiles, and after the cavalry, they blasted the two slowest walkers to a thousand holes.

On the right flank of the Red Turban Army, Xu Da and Geng Zaicheng were two, commanding more than 1,700 auxiliary troops, slowly advancing forward. No one knew why they were doing it, and they didn't see any point in doing it.

Three hundred steps away, Chu Buha's pupils suddenly shrank into a straight line, "Order, let the companion quickly retreat, retreat." Don't go around in circles, just bring the cavalry out! ”

"Blow the horn, blow the horn, and let the cavalry immediately retreat. Stand back now! Deputy Wanhu Tiejin shouted, snatched the horn from the hands of his own soldiers, and blew it vigorously, "Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo"

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo" "Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo" More than a dozen horns sounded at the same time, and the sound was full of panic. Companion, who was leading the cavalry to prepare to return from the left side of the battlefield, was stunned and instinctively looked around.

He saw a moving wall of spears slowly blocking his way to retreat. The path was not completely blocked, but if the current angle continued, at least a third of the horses behind him would be hanging from the tip of the spear. The Red Turban Army changed formation, and the right wing phalanx of the Red Turban Army quietly made a big turn while advancing forward, like a suckling tiger hunting for the first time, hiding in the woods, silently showing its teeth at him!