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In the phalanx of the Changsheng Battalion, Li Yuanqing quickly discovered the movement of the Houjin army on the hillside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the phalanx of the Changsheng Battalion had already climbed to the height of one-third of the hillside, and it was about five or six hundred steps away from the position of the Houjin army at the top of the hillside.

At this distance, even if the cavalry could not reach the maximum impact speed, because it was downhill and the terrain was not too steep, the cavalry could easily increase the speed.

The disadvantage in the terrain can easily make the Immortal Camp phalanx fall into passivity.

However, if they are scattered, it is not wise, once the combined force of the formation is lost, the soldiers are easily broken by the cavalry of the Houjin army, and the army is defeated.

However, although the terrain is unfavorable, it is not a desperate situation.

The slope is not steep, especially at the foot of the mountain, which is about a dozen degrees from the horizon, and at most no more than twenty degrees.

And there is a gravel mountain under your feet, even if it is still raining in the sky, you have a good grip under your feet, and you don't have to worry that the soldiers will not be able to stand on their feet and lose their center of gravity.

The Houjin cavalry has begun to form a team, and Li Yuanqing naturally will not let the sons and daughters continue to move forward, but rest on the spot, stabilize their positions, and brake quietly.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

Yesterday's battle has accumulated some confidence for the soldiers, letting them know that even if Houjin is strong, it is not invincible.

The most important thing is that the soldiers on the side of the Changsheng Battalion are tired in the storm, and then the Jin army is afraid that they will be even more tired because they have to take care of the frightened horses.

Half a catty to eight taels.

At this time, Li Yuanqing can only stabilize his confidence first, firmly believe in the results of his training over the past few days, and then use the most direct method to test all this.

The spearmen pressed on, and the pikemen scattered forward, keeping an eye on their position. Don't panic. Move fast......"

This will be a life-and-death test related to the fate of the Changsheng Battalion, and Li Yuanqing also came to the front line in person, shouting orders and commanding the soldiers, perfecting the formation in the last time before the war, and at the same time, stabilizing and inspiring the morale of the army.

Everyone was very nervous, but when they could see the most familiar figure of their general, they also had sustenance and concern in their hearts, and everyone was running rapidly.

In the camp at the foot of the hillside, Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong also discovered the movements of the Houjin army.

In such a situation, how can the two of them sit still?

Zhang Pan hurriedly said: "Old Chen, I'm afraid the Tartars are going to rush into battle." We must go and save Yuanqing. ”

Chen Zhong nodded, but with yesterday's experience, he didn't dare to be blind, and hurriedly said: "Lao Zhang, you and I will go to both sides separately, don't disturb Yuanqing's formation." Time is running out, so let's just bring elite soldiers. Remember, don't rush it. ”

Yesterday, Zhang Pan suffered a big loss because of rashness, and today he also wants to understand.

At this moment, his Lushun battalion is simply unable to take on the responsibility of the main force, even if he is not convinced, he can only temporarily admit that if he wants to win this battle, he can only fight around Li Yuanqing's immortal battalion.

The war horses of the Houjin army had already begun to crowd on the hillside, Zhang Pan did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly led the most elite 500 elite soldiers under his command to quickly head towards the right wing of the Changsheng battalion.

At the same time, Chen Zhong also led 700 elite soldiers and went up to the left flank of the Changsheng Battalion.

Li Yuanqing quickly saw the movements of Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan came up, which meant that there was another barrier on the two wings of the Changsheng Battalion, and this time, to withstand the impact of the Houjin cavalry, Li Yuanqing was more sure.

The frontal front of the three divisions stretched for almost a mile, Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong were both generals, and soon, they also learned from the Changsheng battalion, putting the pikemen at the front, followed by the sword and shield soldiers, and all kinds of bows and arrows, bird guns, and then responded.

Soon, most of the hour had passed, and on the hillside, the troops of the four Niu Lu of the Houjin Army had already finished arranging, condescendingly looking at the Ming army's defense line under the mountain.

Even if there are only 1,000 cavalry members, this kind of bottom-up formation still makes people feel chilled.

Cavalry, in this era, can almost be said to be the absolute master of field warfare.

Unfortunately, with the fall of Guangning, the Ming Dynasty has lost its last pasture, and the cavalry seems to have drifted away from the Ming army.

It is that many veterans under the command of Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong have never even had the experience of really fighting head-on with the Houjin cavalry.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, just waiting for the last moment to come.

But at this time, Li Yuanqing relaxed instead.

As the saying of later generations, "Crying is also a day, and laughing is also a day." ”

The decisive battle is inevitable, so why not relax and keep a clearer head?

On the hillside, Suotong and Shuqi looked at the Ming army under the mountain condescendingly, and their expressions were relatively relaxed.

If it was in the plains, in the face of such a formation of the Ming army, they might still have some scruples, but at this time, condescendingly, more than 1,000 people from 4 Niulu were dispatched at the same time, and it was difficult for them to find a reason why they couldn't take it.

Soton smiled and looked at Shuqi and said, "It's almost time, it's time for the warriors to do it." ”

Shu Qi nodded coldly, "Let's do it." ”

In a moment, accompanied by the melodious sound of the antlers, more than a thousand golden cavalry, like a tsunami overwhelming, poured down from the hillside frantically from far and near.

Thousands of horses were running at the same time, the whole ground was shaking, and gravel was constantly rolling down the hillside, but the momentum of the cavalry was already achieved, and there was nothing left to stop them.

It's just that not far away, a sneer appeared on Kurtu's face.

If he is asked to be the commander this time, he will definitely let the unmanned war horses charge in front of him to resist the first wave of the Ming army's offensive, and then the main force will directly cut into the heart of the Ming army.

This is also a common tactic used by the Mongols, and it was with this tactic that the great Genghis Khan used to defeat countless powerful enemies.

It's a pity that the two stupid pigs, Solton and Shuch, will only send their warriors to death.

But Kurtu can look at the situation with a smile and point out the country, Li Yuanqing's three departments here, but they don't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Li Yuanqing stared closely at the black figure that had grown from small to large not far away, and his palms holding the handle of the knife were already full of sweat.

"Three hundred steps."

"Two hundred and fifty steps."

"Two hundred steps."

"The first row of bird-screws is ready." Li Yuanqing raised the steel knife in his hand high, stood in front of the first row of 200 bird-gun soldiers, and personally commanded.

The speed of the cavalry's impact was too fast, and at this time, the three-stage attack was obviously useless, and Li Yuanqing divided the 400 bird soldiers into two teams, one team of 200 people.

First, two rounds of platoon guns were carried out in the shortest possible time, and then, when the spearmen of the chiefs were on top, the commanders of the various departments commanded to carry out scattered strikes.

In a moment, the Houjin cavalry had rushed to 80 steps, 75 steps.

"Shoot." Li Yuanqing waved the steel knife in his hand violently.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

In an instant, the fierce chirping of birds sounded, the smoke of gunpowder splashed everywhere, and the white smoke quickly rose in the rain and mist, and then dissipated.

Although it was raining at this time, the whole world was so wet that it was impossible to light a bonfire.

But the Bird Gun Soldiers of the Changsheng Battalion, the gunpowder is wrapped in waterproof oil paper, and the flint that ignites the fire is hidden deep in the waist and can be used at any time, and the weather will not affect the launch of the Bird Gun Soldiers at all.

"Second Platoon Birdboy Shooting."

The speed of the cavalry was too fierce to watch the damage of the Houjin army, and as the first row of bird-fired soldiers retreated, Li Yuanqing quickly issued a new order.

In a moment, there was another crisp chirping of birds, and the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere.

The visibility in the surroundings dropped a lot in an instant as the smoke of gunpowder rose.

But Li Yuanqing didn't have time to think about it at all, and continued to shout: "The first captain has stepped forward, and the second team is ready." ”

"Yes."

The first captain of the spearmen couldn't wait any longer, and rushed out of the phalanx five paces away, and at this time, the Houjin cavalry was already twenty or thirty paces away, close at hand.

"Raise your gun, stab."

The general officer who was on the front line instantly shouted loudly.

"Kill the Tartars." In a moment, a general pikeman quickly rushed up at the Houjin cavalry.

At this time, although these Houjin cavalry seem to be menacing, only they know their suffering.

Just now, the two rounds of close-range shooting in the Changsheng Battalion had already caused them huge damage.

But it doesn't matter if the person is injured, the most terrible thing is that the horse is injured, a war horse is injured and falls to the ground, it is like suddenly adding an obstacle, it was originally a 400-meter flat charge race, but suddenly it became a 400-meter hurdles......

It's a pity that rushing down from the mountain, the pleasure and speed are enough, but it can't stop at all, even if there is already chaos in the herd, but these Houjin cavalry can only bite the bullet.

In a moment, two streams of people and horses of different colors collided violently like two torrents.

Li Yuanqing didn't have time to think about the losses at all, and shouted directly: "The second platoon of pikemen step forward, and the third, fourth, and fifth platoons are ready." ”

"Grab it, stab it. Kill the Tartars with Lao Tzu. ”

Within a few minutes, the spearmen of the eighth captain instantly rose up and fought fiercely with the Houjin cavalry.

At this time, the 400 Bird Gunners also reloaded their ammunition, once again forming a dense long-range firepower.

At this time, in such a state, the bright mandarin duck jacket of the Ming army reflects great benefits.

Even though the sky is dark and the visibility is not high, the bright red of the Ming army and the variegated color of the Later Jin army can still be distinguished at a glance.

Even if they can't tell the difference, the bird soldiers can just shoot at the horses, and this will never be wrong.

For a time, the entire battlefield was in chaos, with people shouting and horses screaming, birds crowing, crying, shouting, and painful sounds, it was like purgatory on earth.

But at this point, both sides understand that either the enemy dies or I die.

If you want to survive, you have to kill your opponent and completely destroy it physically.

"Tartar of the dog day. Go to hell. ”

"Fuck you, die."

The eight general human defense lines, coupled with the continuous long-range suppression of the birds, the raging momentum of the Houjin cavalry has already been dispersed.

The storm had already frightened the war horses, and after this chaotic battle, many of the war horses no longer listened to the Houjin cavalry at all, and turned around and ran away.

But they were still lucky, those Houjin cavalry whose horses were dried and lost their support could only give up their greatest advantage and desperately entangled with the Ming army.

"Despicable Ming dog, looking for death."

In the battle formation, a circle-legged Houjin cavalryman swung his saber and slashed at the back of the head of a spearman of the Changsheng Battalion.

The pikeman didn't have time to react, and with a muffled grunt, he fell to the ground in pain.

"Son of a Tartar, go die."

But before the golden cavalry had time to laugh, behind him, four bright spears had pierced into his body at the same time.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and he forced himself to turn his head to see who it was that dared to kill him.

"Dog Tartar, dare to look at your grandfather? Get lost. ”

But before he could see the face of the Ming soldier, a fist like a scale, a hard punch, was smashing on his face.

His eyes were black, and he no longer felt anything.

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