Four hundred Guangling troops, six hundred Chahar cavalry, this is the main force of tonight's night attack.

"Quick, stop them, don't let them mess up!"

Ezhe shouted in the camp, and behind him were nearly a hundred guards.

As the prince of the Chahar tribe, Ezhe enjoys a lot of protection.

However, it was Huang Degong's soldiers and horses who attacked here.

Huang Degong understands that the burden on his body is heavy enough.

Outside Huyukou, the Mongols have the most soldiers and horses, and if you want to achieve your goal, you must first defeat them!

With less and more, the only advantage of the Guangling Army is that the enemy is bright and I am dark!

When the two armies were only a few dozen paces apart, Huang Degong gave an order, "Throw a spear!" ”

In the darkness of the night, the torches in the riding camp became the most obvious signs.

As long as the soldiers threw the torches, they could not go wrong.

"Whoosh", in the blink of an eye, hundreds of short spears whizzed by.

The Chahar people didn't realize that the Ming army still had this hand, and they were caught off guard for a while, "Ah, ah, ah!" Successive screams rang out from the camp.

A centurion responded to Ezhe's call and tried to reinforce the area, but two short spears pierced him, "Spear, there is a spear!" ”

"Poof", another short spear roared, ending the centurion's suffering.

More than 500 short spears cleared a place of death, and Huang Degong attacked the camp with little effort.

At the same time, Zhou Yuji was fighting side by side with Wuyunzhu, this princess of the Chahar tribe fought very bravely, even if the enemy in front of her was the bravest Jurchen warrior, but she was not afraid.

Under the leadership of Zhou Yuji and Wuyunzhu, the Ming army killed a lot of people.

Li Zhenxu gritted his teeth, "Kill them, let these damn Ming people see the power of the Eight Banners warriors!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Jurchens were already on guard, and the night attack completely lost its suddenness.

At this time, the two sides began to make short-handed contact, and the next thing was to fight without any fancy hard fighting.

Zhou Yuji is certainly brave, but the Jurchen infantry is also a rare elite.

With fewer strikes and more attacks, the combat power is not as good as the other party, and after a long time, whether it is the Guangling army or the Chahar people, sooner or later they will be defeated and retreat.

Zhou Yuji took a deep breath of cold air, "Heaven-shattering thunder!" ”

More than a dozen soldiers who had been hovering behind the formation suddenly threw the rattan jar on their waists.

The sneering fuse quickly burned out, followed by an earth-shattering explosion. "Boom", the continuous explosions completely suppressed the Jurchens.

Whether it was Li Zhenxu or ordinary soldiers, they had never seen such weapons.

Faced with the unknown, the Jurchens were a little frightened.

Not to mention the Jurchens, even the Chahar people were a little frightened.

The Ming army obviously didn't have artillery, how could there be such an earth-shattering weapon?

With the effect of the earth-shattering thunder, Zhou Yuji rushed to kill.

"Kill slaves!"

The Ming army became more and more courageous, but the Jurchens were faintly frightened.

Only dozens of people were killed in the explosion of Shicai, but no one knows if the Ming army will still have earth-shattering thunder.

The Jurchens were not afraid of the fight of real knives and guns, but they were always a little frightened when they died under this thunder inexplicably.

This Ming army is too weird, all along, only the Jurchens have entered the Ming army's city, how can there be a reason to be killed by the Ming army?

If something is abnormal, it is a demon, is it the Ming army's reliance on the thunder?

Li Zhenxu was furious, and the Jurchens were afraid of ghosts and gods, and they believed that thunder was the wrath of the heavens.

Although the Jurchens had seen the artillery of the Ming army, they had never heard such a sudden explosion as tonight.

Could this be the Akito's secret weapon?

In the camp of the Mongols, Huang Degong had a straight face and shouted: "First team, step forward, twenty steps ahead, throw!" ”

"Whoa," two hundred spearmen with spears in their hands, roared and threw their short spears across their companions in front of them.

"Whoosh", the sharp short spear fell from the heights, fiercely piercing into the Chahar array.

"Puff puff", the tip of the spear entered the body, and the Mongols screamed miserably.

"Back spearmen, second team, step forward, fifteen steps ahead, throw!"

Two hundred spears poured down.

Unlike longbows, which have a longer range, short spears are sharp in close combat, and are incredibly powerful at fifty paces.

Two waves of short spears, a full number of 400, brought 300 casualties to Chahar.

The Mongols were so numerous that they didn't expect the Ming army to have such a sharp weapon as a short spear.

Even if someone erected a wooden shield and tried to dodge the blow, in front of the sharp short spear, the wooden shield was as fragile as a piece of paper.

"Boom", on the west side, a series of explosions came, Ezhe was a little at a loss, could it be that the Ming army had other sharp weapons?

The Heaven-Shaking Thunder is a secret weapon made by the craftsman battalion, and because of the limited quantity, Wang Teng has always been hidden as a killer weapon.

This time, because of the matter of Hu Yukou, the Guangling Army had to fight, and the earth-shaking thunder was the biggest reliance!

If there was no earth-shattering thunder, Wang Teng would only honestly hide in Huyukou as a turtle with a shrunken head, and would never go out of the city to fight without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In the short handover, the Jurchens' combat power was too strong, and only by giving full play to the strengths of the ordnance could it be possible to offset their combat superiority.

At the head of the city, Wang Teng was worried, and there was a thunderstorm in the Song Dynasty, but because the weight was too large and the lethality was too small, it had not been used on a large scale.

When he left Guangling, the craftsman battalion improved this weapon according to the gunpowder formula provided by Wang Teng, and whether it can be used now, Wang Teng himself has no score.

This campaign can only succeed, not fail.

If he loses, Wang Teng's hard work for a year will be in vain!

Four hundred soldiers, all of them are veterans of a hundred battles, and they are the core strength that Wang Teng relies on, if the loss is too much, the combat power of the Guangling Army will inevitably be discounted.

Vaguely, Wang Teng regretted it a little, is it worth it?

After the Chahar people entered the customs, Huyukou's gains and losses had nothing to do with Wang Teng!

Even if Hu Yukou is lost, it will only be the guards from all walks of life who will be severely criticized, and Wang Teng will never be blamed.

However, as a Han Chinese, Wang Teng could not remain indifferent.

Yangzhou Ten Days, Jiading Three Massacres, these things that have not yet happened made Wang Teng full of bad feelings towards the Jurchens.

For a long time, Wang Teng has been arming and fighting, not to deal with the Tartars?

Right now, the Tartars are under the city, and if they avoid fighting without fighting, Wang Teng will most likely regret it!

Men and husbands always have to do a few reckless things vigorously, only in this way can they be worthy of this life!

Under the successive blows of the Guangling army, Ezhe's Chahar Department had lost more than 600 people, and the rest of the men and horses, even if they were safe and sound, were a little frightened.

High levels of tension are the most draining.

The Guangling Army harvested straw-like killing, and this kind of power was too terrifying.

When did the Ming army also have such strength?

Huang Degong stood in front of the military formation and killed the Mongols who came to block.

"At the moment, twenty steps ahead, throw!"

As soon as Huang Degong gave the order, the short spear slashed over the heads of the pikemen and fell straight down on the heads of the Mongols.

"Quick, raise your shield!"

"It's a short spear, dodge!"

The Mongols were no better than the Jurchens, they had little iron armor, and even their shields were very rudimentary, and they might be more than enough to guard against arrows, but they were weak to deal with short spears.

"Puff, puff", the tip of the spear entered the flesh, and the screams came and went.

"Damn, how can the Ming army have so many short spears", the three hundred short spears completely threw a death zone, even if Ezhe was as bold as a tiger, he was afraid of it.

The commander of the first army is still like this, not to mention the others.

However, it is not a way to spend so much, if 5,000 Mongols let a Ming army block the camp, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?

Thinking of this, Ezhe snatched two shields from the hands of the soldiers, he held the shields high, and shouted: "Those who have shields, kill them with me, kill them in the Ming army, and reward them heavily!" ”

Hearing the temptation of a heavy reward, the Mongols rushed forward with a "whoop".

The rampaging Chahars, under the command of Ezhe, took three steps and made two steps, and came straight to the gun array of the Guangling army.

Occasionally, a short spear pierced the wooden shield and stabbed the men beneath it, but those who were wounded and not dead continued to move forward as long as they could still move.

Until now, the Chahar people have also aroused blood, they can't beat the Jurchens, can't they beat the Mingren.

Ten steps, eight steps, five steps, closer and closer, at this distance, the short spear has no effect, and the pikemen of the Guangling Army can only rely on themselves!

Will three hundred pikemen be able to withstand the mad Mongols?

Huang Degong's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "First row, listen to my orders, stab!" ”

It's still a long outrageous big gun, and it's still a vigorous and neat stab.

"Puff Puff"

Four steps away, the Mongols didn't realize that the Ming army's spears were so wide, and they finally avoided the attack of the short spears, but they didn't think that they would stab the spears one after another.

Before the engagement, Ezhe's men had never encountered such a spear formation.

Compared with ordinary wooden guns, the barrels of the guns equipped by the Guangling Army have grown by four or five feet.

Don't underestimate these four or five feet, there is a way that is an inch long and an inch strong, and the array is relative, whether it can resist the enemy and the outside is particularly important.

In the case of pikemen, once they are close to people, they must be the first to collapse, after all, their weapons are not conducive to physical combat.

However, if you keep the enemy out of the gun array and put yourself in a safe position, then the power of the pikemen can be fully unleashed.

At present, none of the more than a dozen Mongols who rushed the fastest were spared, and all of them died tragically under the spears.

The dead are all the elite of the army!

Enraged, he quickened his pace, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the forefront, and at this time, he was only five steps away from the gun.

Huang Degong's eyes flashed with cold light, although he had never seen Ezhe, his intuition told him that the person who came must be a Mongolian general.

"Thorn!"

At the sound of an order, another hundred spears stabbed out, even if there was no thief in front of him, the soldiers still completed the assassination action.

"Click, click", Ezhe swung his knife like lightning, and instantly cut off two guns, however, three more spears came at him on the left and right.

"Ahhh

The spear lost its target, but Ezhe leaped into the gunline.

"Poof", the blade entered the throat, and the life of a soldier was ended in an instant.

He smiled cruelly, he was in the spear formation as if he was in a no-man's land, and almost a few breaths of effort, three soldiers died tragically on the spot.

After that, the Mongols were in great spirits, and they screamed and came straight to the gap.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The gun array was destroyed by Ezhe, revealing a gap for four people to pass, and once more troops poured in, the gun array of the Guangling Army would also break.

As the commander, how could Huang Degong sit idly by?

"The whole army obeys my orders and retreats five steps!"

"Retreat!"

The order was like a mountain, and the long queue training made the pikemen stride back as soon as they heard the order.

Five steps, the battle formation of the pikemen was slightly chaotic, but under the command of military schools at all levels, a tight gun formation was quickly formed.

On the battlefield, knowing how to advance and assassinate can only be regarded as a strong army, but if you can do the order and prohibit it, and advance and retreat freely, then you can be regarded as an elite soldier.

Right now, Huang Degong suddenly used this trick, which suddenly made Ezhe seem at a loss.

was killing Kung Fu, and suddenly there was a large empty area in front of him, what the hell is going on?

"Chase!"

didn't have to think about it, Ezhe stepped forward, with the intention of taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

However, just after taking a step forward, the figure of a young military general suddenly appeared in front of Ezhe.

"But Ezhe?"

Ezhe waved his knife and slashed out, and responded: "Yes, it's a certain family, who are you?" ”

"I am Huang Degong, the commander of the Guangling Army!"

"Nobody, let's take your life!"

During the conversation, the two have been fighting for more than ten rounds.

At this time, the Mongols rushed again.

Without the help of short spears, the pikemen still made it difficult for the Mongols to move an inch.

Ezhe, who has the strongest combat power, has been dragged down by Huang Degong, and it is difficult to break through the dense gun formation with only other soldiers.

Mongols were constantly being stabbed on the spot by spears, and the barrels of spearmen were quickly shortened in fierce battles.

There were more and more Mongols, and for every time one person was stabbed, another person immediately filled his vacancy.

Both sides of the enemy were already red-eyed, the Mongols continued to send reinforcements, and the pikemen of the Guangling army were getting more and more tired.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the guns break up.

There were two hundred soldiers, each of whom had killed or wounded several times as many enemies as himself, and it was obvious that they could not be more demanded.

At this time, the red-eyed Mongols suddenly heard a familiar sound of a trumpet.

"Woo woo woo", this is the trumpet that the Chahar people only blow when they are deliberating.

Ezhe's heart moved, knowing that something had happened.

"The descendants of Genghis Khan, the people of Lin Dan Khan, I am Gengutai Ji, one of the ten sumu of the iron lance Konot, and the only surviving brother of Lin Dan Khan, Ezhe has betrayed the faith of the golden family, he bent his knees and became a lackey who killed his father and enemy, do the proud Chahar people want to be with him?" ”

He was famous among the Chahars, and his voice suddenly drowned out the noise of the battlefield.

Many Chahars looked at each other, and Ezhe's surrender was indeed a bit unexpected, but the Chahars had already shed blood, so what could they do if they fought to the death with the Jurchens?

(To be continued.) )