The five hundred sword riders of the Dashun army quickly dispersed, seeing that this frame was to be outflanked from the left and right sides, while the more than 200 archers who had newly joined the camp rushed straight towards Wang Lanping's phalanx.

The morale of the Dashun army was obviously not as good as before, and the scene that was close to slaughter just now really made them feel uneasy, and the troops shouted hoarsely and surrounded them on three sides, as if only in this way could they add some courage to dare to fight hard.

Li Laixiang didn't understand very much, just a few hundred people, in the face of his six thousand iron cavalry and had no intention of retreating half a step, the young general standing quietly at the back of the team, needless to say, this must be the martial champion of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Lanping, this person has not moved his position since the beginning of the war, but no matter where the tip of his gun is pointed, his soldiers will kill without hesitation, even if it is facing the dense knife edge, what kind of control ability is this? This composure and composure are far inferior to themselves, Huaining City has this person, and it is not easy to come by.

Just when Li Laixiang was stunned, the Dashun cavalry was only 200 steps away from the Ming army, and it would soon be able to enter the range of bows and arrows on both sides, and the outflanking trend on both sides was slowly forming, and the Ming army was soon facing a three-sided attack.

Li Laixiang said secretly: These hundreds of people are a group of hedgehogs covered with iron thorns, and I will crush you and break you up this time.

In the face of all this, Wang Lanping is very calm, he has played sanda all his life in his previous life, and the experience of fighting in the ring hundreds of times tells him that he can't be chaotic in danger, chaos will only make him lose faster, especially when the opponent is much stronger than himself.

Wang Lanping's eyes were rolling dust, the sound of horses' hooves rumbled, that is either you die or I die The breath is sweeping from three sides, Rao is the red-eyed Fengzi battalion, in the face of such a murderous scene, a kind of pessimism before death began to appear on everyone's faces, and the hand holding the weapon trembled involuntarily, sweating like beads, soaking the whole body.

Seeing that the Dashun cavalry was getting closer and closer, many Dashun archers had already drawn their bows and arrows, and shot at a rapid pace, and the arrows landed dozens of steps away in front of the Fengzi battalion.

"Retreat to the city wall," Wang Lanping finally gave the order at this last moment.

At the sound of an order, the phalanx formed by the Fengzi battalion quickly retreated backwards, and the musketeers who had just run out of the city untied the sacks on their backs, and shook their hands, all kinds of emerald green grass and fresh bean teeth were scattered all over the ground, and when the Fengzi battalion all retreated to the base of the city wall, the place where the fierce battle had just been fought was like an oasis growing in an instant, and as soon as the breeze passed, the smell of grass spread in the air, and stretched all the way to the city wall.

The Fengzi battalion that retreated to the city leaned against the city wall, and still used this kind of phalanx to restrain the cavalry, and lined up against the root of the city wall, as if a row of low shield walls were built under the base of the city wall, and the wind battalion leaned against the city wall, and the front and top of the head were covered by shields, and from the outside, there was no shadow of a person at all, only the tip of the spear that was still dripping blood grew gloomily from the gap in the shield.

Dashun's cavalry quickly attacked, but with the sudden retreat of the Fengzi battalion, the plan to encircle on three sides had failed, and more than 700 war horses pressed towards the Fengzi battalion under the city wall like an iron tower.

Dashun's archers also began to shoot all over the sky, but these don't have much effect now, the arrows hit the city wall and fell one after another, and the shields and the ground were full of arrows of the Dashun army, it was really like a rain of arrows in all directions, all of them were arrows, and they didn't even fall into the open space dozens of steps away from the side of the Fengzi battalion.

As a combat group on the ancient battlefield, the archers were first-class in terms of attack speed and lethality, and the Mongols used this to run rampant in the world.

However, the Mongols rode horses at the age of three, held bows and arrows at the age of seven, and were able to shoot birds and beasts on horses at the age of eleven or twelve.

The soldiers who thought of Dashun were still farmers who were digging in the soil for food two years ago, and they may not have even touched a bow before joining the rebels, but they were able to form an archer cavalry in just a few years.

At this moment, Li Laixiang, who was the commander of the whole army, suddenly retreated and shouted, "It's not good, quickly, send an order to collect the troops and let them withdraw."

A plan to encircle on three sides fell short in a blink of an eye, and the nearly 700 cavalry of the Shun army who rushed up were not rushing to the Ming army formation, but rushed to the other party's city wall.

Li Laixiang only then thought that the reason why this Wang Zhuangyuan was so slow in the face of the overwhelming army was that he was waiting for this moment, leading his own people to the city, and then attacking up and down, good intentions, brave enough, he was not afraid that his Ming army would collapse under the attack of the cavalry, as long as the infantry army was in chaos, the Dashun cavalry could trample these hundreds of people to death by stepping on it.

Although Li Laixiang's order flag was whirring, and the Dashun army, which was about to rush to the city, also saw it, but no one retreated, not only that, but the three cavalry teams that were scattered and attacking were unexpectedly combined, huddled together, and swarmed up, as if Li Laixiang's military order was like a fart, and no one listened to him at all.

But in fact, this is not that these Dashun troops do not listen to military orders, march when they hear the drums, retreat from the army, and behead those who violate the order, this is the first thing that a soldier must learn before joining the army, and only by prohibiting orders can the general command be handy.

Looking at the hundreds of Dashun cavalry, no one released arrows, the sword cavalry didn't even have the heart to swing the knife, and even the war horse under the ass didn't obey the call, everyone had to pull the reins tightly, for fear of being lifted off the horse by the war horse that suddenly accelerated its speed.

The horses galloped wildly, looking at the green space under the city, and in the eyes of these war horses, it was a gluttonous meal, and the smell of grass and bean sprouts made them forget even the orders of their masters, and rushed forward.

What month is it now, March and April, that is the season when everything grows, the grass spits new shoots, this season is not the season of cavalry combat at all, generally the northern nomads want to attack the Central Plains, the season of arrival at the battlefield will be selected after autumn, after spring and summer water and grass abundance, in autumn, the horses are also enough fat, meat strength, vertical and horizontal battlefield is like divine help.

And the Dashun cavalry carried out a large-scale cavalry cross-country battle of thousands of miles in this season when the horses were sticking to the fat, and obviously committed a big taboo, chewing the dead grass for a winter, and seeing the piles of grass all over the ground, how could the horses be controlled.

A war horse, not afraid of bloody slaughter, not afraid of the rumbling of war drums, the more fierce the battle, the harder he rushes, but in the face of the food in front of him, let alone a beast like a horse, even people can't control it.

The Dashun army, which was brought to the city by the war horses, was dumbfounded, and when he looked up, he could see the arrows on the city wall facing him, and he was like a target at this time, the horses were only free to eat the delicious food on the ground, and they were slowly getting closer and closer to the city step by step along this oasis full of death, and they pulled the reins hard, but it was all in vain.

From time to time, there are archers leaning out of the shield wall of the Fengzi Battalion, shooting a few arrows coldly, such a close distance, there is no need for technical content at all, just greet the crowd.

Although Kong Zhixian never dreamed that he would be able to go to the battlefield one day, but in this situation, even if it is a woman who is powerless, as long as you throw a stone into the pile of people in the city, you may be able to kill one person.

For a moment, the arrows under the city tumbled down, mixed with stones, bricks, and everything else that could be thrown, and they smashed downward.

The arrows in the city and under the city are connected together, killing the Dashun army is a ghost crying wolf, the fallen horse is everywhere, some people simply abandon their horses and run away, but they dare not run a few steps to be knocked to the ground by the war horses that rushed over to compete for food, and they were trampled to death by the hooves in a blink of an eye.

Li Laixiang, who was watching the battle from afar, had a red face, and his lungs were about to explode, could this Wang Lanping be able to use the demon law and suck all his own people over and voluntarily be slaughtered? After all these years of fighting, there has never been such a thing.

Several leading generals of the Dashun army also saw the disadvantage of the battle situation, and surrounded Li Laixiang, very anxious, and discussed, saying whether this champion of Huaining City is a human or a demon, although the military discipline of the Dashun army is a little worse, but no one has ever done it if they disobey the military order, and if it goes on like this, these seven hundred people will be eaten by the Ming army.

"Those who disturb the hearts of our army, behead!" Li Laixiang shouted at the generals behind him, this kind of prestige that hits his morale can't be spread.

The generals did not dare to speak out, but this is the case with current events.

A general asked, "General, what is going on now?" and if they can't come back, they'll be dead."

Li Laixiang clutched the horsewhip tightly, he was furious, he couldn't retreat, he gritted his teeth, threw the horsewhip to the ground, and pulled out the long sword on his waist, "Order the whole army, forcibly attack the city, and when the city is broken, the chickens and dogs will not be left"

Li Laixiang was mad, the army went all the way south, all the past Guancheng was a battle, and some surrendered without even fighting, and now the army of 6,000 was stopped by a small Huaining City, and the defenders in the city were still composed of deserters who were defeated by themselves, and the soldiers were less than a thousand, where could he bear this humiliation.

People are extremely angry, they make mistakes, Li Laixiang is no exception, he knows that at this time to attack the city, he is not comfortable with himself, the stone throwers and artillery that break the city are far away in the army hundreds of miles away, relying only on cavalry to attack the city, isn't this just to hit the city wall with his head, no matter how low the city wall is, your horse will never be able to climb up.

Some generals still retained a little sobriety, and dissuaded, "No, general, after these two charges, the morale of our army has been greatly reduced, at this time, if the whole army is trapped under the city, even if the city can be taken, the casualties will be too great, and even if it is to be stormed, how can the city be attacked without siege ordnance."

Li Laixiang is determined to fight to the death, he is the righteous son of the founding emperor of Dashun who is powerful in the world, the vanguard general of the Southern Expeditionary Army, he can't fail, let alone fail under this Huaining City, if he can't break Huaining, what face does he have to go back to see Emperor Li.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of shouting and killing under Huaining City, and Li Laixiang looked into the distance.

Wang Lanping hid behind the shield, watching the Dashun army that was pulled by the greedy war horse to the front, gathering more and more, and becoming more and more chaotic.

I saw Wang Lanping push away the shield above his head, pull up the mount that had chewed half a bag of bean sprouts on the ground, pointed the tip of the gun into the noisy Dashun army, and shouted, "Are you a hero or a bad seed at this time, break the enemy!" ”