Liu Chengjun's right flank. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Compared with the fierce battle between the left flank and the Chinese army, Liu Chengjun's right flank can almost be described as calm, whether it is Du Guowei or Duoduo on the opposite side, they all invariably chose to strangle the troops. The reason for this was that he was reluctant to engage the enemy in such a situation, considering that a quarter of his forces were still on the other side of the river; And Du Guowei is because of Liu Cheng's deployment before the war: the left flank is the first to attack, and the right flank only serves as the task of containment, in terms of troops, the four battle-hardened infantry battalions are in the middle army and the left flank, and the ironclad cavalry is mostly on the left flank, and Du Guowei's right flank is mostly composed of recruited mercenaries, which cannot be compared with the Chinese army and the left flank in terms of quantity and quality.

"Most of the generals under my command are Mongols, and if they are to be sharp, it is good to lead troops into battle; But if they are outnumbered, it will be difficult to hold on. Guoying, you followed me the earliest, and you have the most military achievements, today I appoint you to supervise the right wing, as long as your side is not broken by the Eastern Captives, it is the first merit! Du Guoying stood under the banner, and his mind flashed the words that Liu Cheng said to him privately after assigning tasks before the war. Sweeping his gaze to his own military formation, because most of them were mercenaries of various races, their armor and colors were different, and they looked quite messy, and most of the armor pieces were old, unlike the left wing and the Chinese army, which were shining silver in the sun, and they were much more discolored in comparison. Seeing this, Du Guoying was not only a little unhappy in his heart.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly heard a whistle in the distance, Du Guoying turned around and looked, but it was Liu Cheng's herald. In order to facilitate their mission, in addition to the special clothing color symbols, several special whistles were installed on their helmets and armor, so that when they galloped their horses, they would make a special whistle sound, and their own personnel would make way for them after hearing them, so as to reduce the delay time. The Chuancai rushed to Du Guoying six or seven steps in front of him, and he didn't get off the horse, so he owed a debt on the horseback, and said loudly: "Lord Zhentai has an order, the right flank is forward, and the Chinese army is a hundred steps behind the fall!" ”

"Got it!" Du Guoying nodded, he was about to give an order, when he suddenly saw that a group of infantry more than 100 steps away from him was not wearing a helmet, but just wrapped his head with a black cloth, and his face changed slightly. He knew that although the clothes and armor on his side were messy, Liu Cheng had the support of the developed iron-making industry and the weapon manufacturing industry supported by hydraulic machinery, and the equipment that consumed a lot of man-hours such as arquebuses and iron armor might be more expensive, and the equipment that could be manufactured in batches, such as swords, spears, and arrows, which could be manufactured in batches, was already the price of cabbage. Like these mercenaries who eat on the tip of the knife, they are under Liu Cheng, unless they are already there, they all hurry up to clean up a set of household belongings for themselves as soon as they get paid, and buy a set of old ones if they can't afford to buy a new one with less money, after all, this is a life-threatening meal for them. Although Du Guoying's clothes and armor are messy, the soldiers basically have an iron guy on their heads, but the old and new styles are different.

"Go over and call the leader of the black cloth head!"

"Yes, sir!" The pro-soldier responded, and then went to the direction of Du Guoying's finger, Du Guoying gave the order to march, and after a while, he saw that the pro-soldier brought a burly, brown-skinned, high-nosed and deep-eyed man. Du Guoying vaguely remembered that it was the leader of the Sikh mercenaries from India, named Singh, and asked, "Why don't you wear helmets?" ”

Having been under Liu Cheng for more than a year, Singh could simply hear that he pointed to his towering head and replied, "Tell the general, this is our Sikh helmet!" ”

"Hugh is nonsense!" Du Guoying said with a smile: "The spear and arrow are made of steel, how can cloth be able to stop it?" Lives are no joke! ”

Singh replied solemnly: "The general does not know, although the cloth is not as hard as steel, but faith is better than steel, if the general does not believe, you can see it with your own eyes later!" ”

Du Guoying glanced at Singh suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll take a look at your beliefs!" ”

Left flank of the Later Jin Army.

"Lord Belle, Xilu has moved!" A Goshha pointed to the enemy road opposite.

"Moved?" Duoduo jumped up from the bed and looked at the opposite side, and sure enough, as his subordinates said, the enemy army on the opposite side began to move forward slowly, but it fell a lot behind the enemy's central army, and the enemy's front actually formed a diagonal line, and the right flank commanded by the elder brother Azig had already fought inextricably, but his own side had not yet started, which was really a little strange.

"Lord Belle, blow the trumpet! There is a lot of pressure on the right flank, let's attack it quickly, at least reduce the pressure on that side! The adjutant general on the side urged.

"What's the hurry!" Duoduo snorted coldly, among the three Dolgon brothers, but in terms of military talent, he is actually the first, in history he was the main general in the battle of Songjin, a piece of stone, the battle of Tongguan that broke Li Zicheng, and the battle of destroying the Southern Ming Dynasty, or played a key role, and it was the Qianlong Emperor in later generations who evaluated Duoduo as the first of the founding kings. Of course, Duoduo was only in his early twenties at this time, and the dispatch of the army was naturally not as old as later, but the vision on the battlefield was already quite extraordinary, and he also saw that the purpose of Liu Cheng's strange formation was to concentrate his forces to storm his own right flank, and the most common way to deal with this formation was to attack the enemy's weak point - usually the enemy's right flank, as long as the enemy's right flank could be defeated before the collapse of Azig, it would naturally be a complete victory. But there is a more risky way - since the opposing general formation is arranged in such a way that it is naturally prone to gaps between the various armies, if it is possible to take the opportunity to send a light cavalry through the connection between the enemy's center and the right flank to cut into the enemy's position, and directly attack the enemy's center, it will naturally be able to win a great victory, and it will be more beautiful than the previous method. After all, Liu Cheng is not a fool, he put on such a formation, he will naturally think that the enemy army will storm his right flank, and he will definitely come up with various ways to strengthen its defense.

"Send the order, select five hundred elite cavalry, give me all the signs on the armor and clothes, just behind my formation, wait for my order!" In the blink of an eye, Dodor had already made up his mind, and he decided to choose the second option. In his opinion, it is not enough to win this battle, it must also be a big victory, and it is best to kill Liu Cheng or capture him alive. Otherwise, as long as Liu Cheng escapes back, it won't be long before he can make a comeback, and Dajin won't have so much blood to shed like this.

Seeing that Houjin on the opposite side began to move forward, Du Guoying hurriedly ordered his flag to be erected, which was a signal for the armies to stop and reorganize their formations, and only then did they take more than a hundred steps forward, and the formation was already a little scattered. The officers of the various teams shouted shouts at the soldiers to keep them on their feet, and the archers and arquebusiers came to the first row, aimed at the enemy in the distance, and waited for the order to shoot. The few cavalrymen hid behind the infantry and served as both a warlord and a reserve. The air was filled with dust, and it was impossible to breathe through it.

"Start praying to the Gruul!" Singh shouted to his men, and then he thrust his spear into the earth, then knelt down, his face pressed to the ground, and chanted a prayer in a loud voice: "If the enemy wants war, give them war, long live the Guruqi!" “

"Long live the Guruqi!" The Sikh soldiers shouted in unison with Singh. After a brief prayer, Singh grabbed two handfuls of dirt from the ground, rubbed them in his hands, and clenched his spear in preparation for battle.

The battle on the right flank began with bows and arrows and a variety of light firearms, many of whom were accustomed to using arquebuses among the mercenaries from the Hanaka region, and the Jin army also learned to use these light firearms from the Joseon and Ming dynasties, and after a burst of buckshot and arrows, a fierce white-knuckle battle began.

Despite the intention of attacking the enemy commander-in-chief, Dordor had committed more than half of his forces with the white flag from the outset, and only by squeezing the enemy's right flank backwards could he tear the gap between him and the enemy's center. In the first few rows were veterans who had fought several fierce battles, dressed in cotton armor lined with iron blades, wearing iron scarlets, iron armor, spears and thick-backed machetes, when the distance between the two sides was only half an arrow, a gust of wind blew away the white smoke from the firearms, and the dim sunlight shone on the armor and weapons on their bodies, looking like evil spirits coming out of hell, breathtaking! A member of the Houjin Army shouted loudly: "Kill the captives and make meritorious contributions!" The clash of weapons and armor roared in unison, and the rest of the officers shouted for killing, leading the troops to rush towards the enemy not far away.

In the face of the rushing Houjin army, the archers who released their arrows in front of the infantry team hurriedly retreated into the gap of the infantry team behind them, and the few who did not have time to withdraw immediately died under the sword and spear of the Jurchens. The soldiers under Du Guoying's command hurriedly flattened their spears, and the two huge metal hedgehogs collided together. The Jurchen soldiers at the front could not stop at all, and the huge momentum from behind them pushed them forward, and many died under the spears, but many experienced veterans burrowed down as soon as they were short, half-kneeling and slashing the enemy's legs with machetes. The blood in the bodies of these iron-clad beasts boiled, and there was only one thought in their minds, to swing their weapons as fast as they could and kill the enemy on the other side. Blood and life spurted out immediately, moistening the parched earth.

Standing firmly, Singh clenched his spear, stabbed the first enemy, and then drew his spear as the enemy fell. As an experienced Sikh warrior, he knew exactly how to use his weapon - he didn't aim it at the chest of his enemies like most rookies - although it could kill people at once, but at the stomach or both ribs, because the latter could not kill the enemy at once, but he would not let the spear get stuck in the ribs and not pull it out. At this juncture, it won't give you time to find another spear. In this way, he stabbed three enemies in a row, but the fourth enemy was stabbed and grabbed his spear so hard that he could not pull it out, so he had to draw his waist knife to meet him.

The combat strength of the army under Du Guoying's command was uneven, and under the onslaught of the white flag, the battle line quickly became distorted. Just as the dikes were breached by a torrent and only the heights were spared, these armies formed many phalanxes of various sizes and formed a causal formation with the influx of enemy troops. Most of these phalanxes are formed by a group of mercenary leaders with strong combat effectiveness, who come from thousands of miles and are surrounded by people of different races, so they have a strong will to fight and cohesion, and they can be defeated but not collapsed, scattered but not chaotic.

"Baylor, press on the whole army!" The adjutant general said with surprise and joy that he looked at his right flank, but because the distance was too far and the smoke of gunpowder was permeating, he could only hear the shouts of killing, and he could not see it really.

"Idiot, it's not time yet!" Duoduo pointed to the enemy army on the opposite side: "Do you see clearly, the enemy's cavalry has not yet been invested, at this time the whole army is pressing, what if it is flanked by the enemy?" ”

The adjutant general looked in the direction of Duoduo's finger, and sure enough, behind the enemy army who was fighting hard, there was a vague column of cavalry, quietly watching the battle, and it was obvious that the enemy army had not yet reached the end of the mountain.

"I'll leave it to you!" Duoduo took his helmet and put it on himself, and instructed the lieutenant general: "You remember, as long as the opponent's cavalry is not dispatched, you can't press the whole army, it's not time to make a desperate bet!" ”

"Handed it over to me?" The adjutant general was stunned when he heard this, he saw Duoduo jumping on his horse, looking like he was going into battle in person, and hurriedly grabbed the reins and asked, "Lord Belle, where are you going?" ”

"Naturally, I went into battle to take Liu Cheng's head!" Duoduo said with a smile: "You see that the Xilu people are fighting for themselves, and the connection with the Chinese army has been cut off, such a big opening, just to take Liu Cheng's head." You remember my words, if the enemy's cavalry doesn't move, you can't press the whole army! So saying, he took the bow and spear from Goshha's hand, and rode away, followed by the five hundred horsemen, leaving only the dumbfounded lieutenant.

The five hundred horsemen of Duoduo all went to the marked banner of the Houjin army, and wore only the light leather armor that the Mongols often weared, and brought horned bows, quivers, spears, and machetes. Although he had armor, he was covered by a sheepskin jacket on the outside, at the head of the line. Under the cover of smoke and dust, the group swept over the left end of Liu Chengjun's right flank. Neither side knows where this strange group of people is coming from or where they are going. They have no logos on them, and they have no flags, and they have become blurred in the eyes of Liu Chengjun's right-wing teams, whose uniforms are already messy. In addition, they did not take the initiative to attack, and the soldiers who were struggling to resist the frontal attack naturally ignored them.

Duoduo and his entourage bypassed the right flank commanded by Du Guoying, ignoring the enemy infantry that was fighting hard with Huang Taiji, and passed behind the enemy's Chinese army, looking for the place that represented Liu Cheng. If anyone came up along the way to question him, Dodor ignored it; If they come forward to intercept, they will divide a small number of men and horses to entangle them, and the rest of the brigade will continue to move forward to find them.