【Chapter 388】The man-made storm has begun!
(0388) Feng Qingwu said briefly: "This time the Tatar cavalry caught up, a total of five thousand people...... My battle plan is like this......"
On the ground, he simply sketched out the positions of the five Tartar thousands, and used this as a basis to explain his battle plan. Probably I didn't expect the Han army to intervene so quickly, or I didn't expect the Han army to intervene on a large scale, and the distribution of Tatar cavalry was very irregular. Judging from their position, it is basically one in the east and one in the west, and they are not very closely related to each other.
It is estimated that the Tatars thought that the stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry were only attacking them and preventing them from attacking the Tuyuhuns. They shouldn't have thought that the white-clothed army actually wanted to take the initiative to eat them. Therefore, the distribution of their thousand-man team will be so scattered. In fact, the peace of mind of the Tatars is not unreasonable. In the last five or six hundred years, there has been no Han army that has entered the Bayannur grassland on a large scale!
For the white-clothed army, the scattered distribution of the Tatar cavalry is simply the fat sent to the door, and if you don't eat them all, you are really sorry for yourself. With the strength of the white-clothed army currently at the disposal of Feng Qingwu, it is entirely possible to eat all the thousand troops of these five Tatars. In a sense, this is also the first large-scale, organized appearance of the Han army on the Bayannur grassland after a gap of several hundred years, and it must show its own prestige. Nomads have always eaten hard rather than soft.
Feng Qingwu, as a temporary front-line commander, was given full command by Xu Xingxia, and after he explained the battle plan, he said slowly: "Since it is fat meat sent to the door, let's not be polite." Let's eat them one by one at a lightning speed. I reckon we'll eat at least two of them before the Tartars react. If we act fast, we won't have a problem eating three. ”
"The main force of the attack is still the three of you. Circle yourself on three sides and settle the battle as quickly as possible. Our Eagle Cavalry is responsible for operating on the periphery, cutting off the Tatars as much as possible, so that they don't get the information in advance and run away. Be careful, in order to avoid delay, let the other Tatars run away, and if the Tatars are scattered, do not chase after them. It is necessary to quickly concentrate forces and prepare to deal with the next target. ”
Mao 13 asked a little unwillingly: "Can't you eat it all before leaving?" ”
Wang Xia shook his head and said slowly: "The prairie extends in all directions, and there is a chance to escape anywhere, and it is not easy to fight a war of annihilation. The Tatars' ability to flee is still very strong. Their familiarity with the prairie is far above ours. Even if we are three against one, we can only defeat them, and it is estimated that we will not be able to wipe them all out. A thousand-man team of Tartars has about a thousand people, and we only need to kill more than five hundred to complete the task. ”
Mao 13 said tentatively: "Or, let's do it one-on-one?" ”
Feng Qingwu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "If we are one-on-one, we can only break up the Tartars, and we can't kill many people." Wang Xia is right, this is the prairie, and many places are different from the mainland, and it is very difficult to fight a war of annihilation. Unless it's just destroying their lair. But for the time being, we can't just destroy their lair. Our current policy is to concentrate our forces and destroy as much of the Tatar as possible. ”
After a slight pause, he continued to say with a solemn expression: "Lord Qianhu has repeatedly told us that our main goal at this stage is to eliminate the living force of the Tatars. To put it simply, it's a matter of finding a way to kill the tartars, and the more you kill, the better. As long as the Tartars are killed, the steppe will be ours. Therefore, my plan is based on killing as many Tartars as possible. It is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers! ”
Xia Kewu nodded and said in a deep voice: "I agree, let's do it like this!" ”
Mao Thirteen thought about it and felt that the statements of several of them were reasonable, so he had no opinion.
At this time, Hou Defu also brought some cavalry backbones from Tuyuhun to arrive. Their main task is not to participate in battles, but to lead the way for the white-clothed army. After all, some units of the White-Coated Army are newcomers and are not very familiar with the prairie, and they must have the help of the Tuyuhun people in order to better complete the combat mission. As for the logistical support, of course, the Tuyuhun people are also responsible. Virtue-Fu has prepared everything that is all involved.
"Da Da Da!" Soon, the Eagle Cavalry, Eagle Cavalry, Dragoon, and Leopard Cavalry all took action. The sound of horses' hooves spread rapidly, shaking the entire prairie as if it was about to boil. Anyone with experience knows that a man-made storm is about to begin. This storm came earlier than expected.
…… Bakr was a commander of the Munch tribe of the Tatars, commanding a good team of thousands. His current location was only thirty miles away from the horse team of the Tuyuhun people. Among the Munch tribe, Bakr has always been known for his bravery. His riding and archery skills are not very good, but his hand-to-hand combat skills on horseback are first-class. After dismounting, he was even more invincible, and no one in the entire tribe was his opponent.
This time, the Oyanga tribe (Tuyukhun) tried to move south, and several Tatar tribes banded together to take out the damned Tuyukhuns. To be honest, they have long been displeased with the Tuyuhun people. The Tuyuhun people have always insisted on learning Han and Han culture, and they are incompatible with the Tatars around them, which makes the Tatars feel very unhappy. This time, the Tatars finally seized the opportunity and prepared to wipe out all the Tuyuhuns.
In order to successfully kill all the Tuyuhuns, the Tatars dispatched a total of more than a dozen thousand-man troops. Such a force is enough to overturn the Tuyuhun people several times. Therefore, along the way, Bakkel did not pay much attention. In his opinion, victory in this battle is inevitable. With the little strength of the Tuyuhun people, there is no chance to resist at all! The only thing they have to do is to keep cutting people until they cut down all the Tuyuhun people.
Of course, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that they are ready to expand the power of their tribe to the beautiful and rich Bayannur grassland. They have coveted this grassland with rich water and grass for a long time. It's just that, in the past, there was a Kylekin tribe blocking there, and they were not easy to move. There is still a certain taboo for the Tatars to kill each other internally. There is no excuse, it is not good to go to war. If you force a war, you will be interfered with by the big tribes.
Now that the Hellerkin tribe has been crippled, they are ready to move. It just so happened that there was another betrayal by the Tuyuhun people, which gave them the best excuse. The three major tribes of the Tatars all acquiesced in the extermination of all the Tuyuhun people. This is a real opportunity for the Munch tribe. What a beautiful prospect it is to kill the Tuyuhun people to accumulate population and wealth for themselves, and then enter the Bayannur grassland to recuperate and continue to grow and develop!
"Speed up! Kill them! Badal cried out without hesitation.
He also knew the basics of weather forecasting, and he also knew that rain would fall in the near future. This is another once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Tatars. He knew that around the Tuyuhun people, there were some sporadic Han Chinese troops. The basic weapon they used was the musket. Judging by the current reconnaissance, the power of this musket is still very strong. If you approach rashly, you can easily be killed or injured.
Bakr doesn't know much about the muskets of the Han army. Therefore, he did not notice that there was any difference between the Eagle Cavalry Army and the ordinary Ming Army. After several attempts, Buckle found that he could easily be routed by muskets if he attacked head-on. The Tatars did not have a chance to get into range of their bows and arrows, and were killed by the whizzing projectiles.
In fact, the thousand-man team he commanded was better at hand-to-hand combat. Each of them was armed with a scimitar, a spear, or a javelin. These weapons are all sharp weapons for close combat. However, hand-to-hand combat is about being close to the quarters. If you can't get close to each other, no matter how powerful your weapon is, you won't be able to show it. Judging by the current situation, he feared that his troops, before they had a chance to get close to the enemy, would be killed by the enemy's high-powered muskets.
However, if it is a rainy day, Badar is not worried at all. In his understanding, if it rains, the use of muskets will be greatly limited, and the power will be greatly reduced. At that time, he will have the opportunity to rush directly and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. As for the outcome of hand-to-hand combat, he was not worried at all. He had every reason to believe that as long as he started hand-to-hand combat, he and his subordinates could easily take out all their opponents. Hand-to-hand combat with the enemy with a musket? It's simply impossible!
"Da Da Da!"
The sound of horses' hooves was very rapid. At Badar's urging, his troops soon approached the convoy of the Tuyuhuns. At the end of the line of sight, Bakr could already see that the horse team of the Tuyuhun people was like a thin black thread, wrapped around the sky. This thin line, as if there is no end, has been moving slowly. Looking at it from a distance, as long as he charged, he could easily cut off this thin black line.
For the Oyanga tribe, Badar will never be soft. He has no good feelings for the Han people at all. There is no good opinion of anyone who tries to take refuge with the Han Chinese. He had already made up his mind that once he had eliminated the cavalry of the Tuyuhun people, all the men would be killed and all the women would be captured and brought back to his tribe to enjoy. It is rare that he found no trace of the Han army. It seems that they were withdrawn.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
Bakr didn't think much of it and immediately gave the order to attack.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
The Tatars beside Bakr immediately shouted, raised their scimitar spears, and rushed towards the Tuyuhuns. In this attack of the Tatars, there were always more than a dozen thousand-man teams involved, and among them, there was inevitably the problem of fighting for merit and spoils. There are many monks and few porridges, and it is destined that not every thousand-person team can get enough feats, or enough trophies. There must be a very fierce contention here. In particular, the competition for loot is very fierce, and it may even lead to internal fights.
The Tatars' supplies were almost always looted. How can you stay afloat if you don't have enough loot? For every Tatar tribe, the spoils of war are the key to strength. The more loot you get, the stronger your clan becomes. No matter how many people are killed, it is not as good as what is robbed. In other words, whether a sufficient amount of loot can be grabbed in a battle is also an important basis for judging whether the battle is worth it. Bakr was so eager to order his troops to attack in the hope of grabbing the most loot.
In fact, there was no Han army on the side of the Tuyuhun people, which in itself is suspicious. Because, before this, next to the horse team of the Tuyuhun people, there have always been musketeers of the Han army on guard, but I didn't see it today. It's very special. If it was a more cautious commander, he would definitely have to determine the whereabouts of the musketeers of the Han army before he dared to decide whether to attack or not. However, Buckle, who was eager to make meritorious contributions, or was eager to grab the spoils, automatically omitted this program.
What was even more reassuring to Bakr was that after the Tatar cavalry attacked, the Tuyuhun people in the distance seemed to be stunned, and did not react in the slightest. In the vicinity of the Tuyuhun people, there were no Han army musketeers to be seen. It is estimated that they really withdrew and abandoned the Tuyuhun people. Bakr seemed to see that his cavalry had rushed into the middle of the Tuyuhun and killed them all. All the materials and all the women of the Tuyuhun people belong to him...... "Bang bang bang!" ”
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, a violent gunshot rang out.
The Tatar cavalry, who rushed ahead, fell down one after another, as if drunk.
The screams of the personnel, the neighing of the horses, the landing, the impact, the breaking of weapons, the stabbing of knives and spears into the belly of the horses...... All kinds of voices are mixed with each other, making the originally irritable grassland even more irritable. Many people feel that their ears have lost their senses, and no matter what is happening around them, they can't hear any sound. Blood arrows kept flying into the air, and I didn't know if they were hit by projectiles or poked by their own weapons.
For the Tatars, the most unfortunate way to die was not to be hit by the Mini bullet of the White Army, but to die at the hands of their own people. In the chaos, the battlefield was full of scattered weapons. There are sharp scimitars, there are sharp spears, there are rusty arrowheads, and even broken bones. These weapons are very deadly. If you fall and are accidentally hit, it is very likely that you will leave your life here.
(To be continued)