Chapter 421: Pine Forest Town (8)

The two rows of shield bearers held half-human-high shields, bowed and pushed forward, although they were afraid, but the overseers behind the military array had already come up, and it was a death to retreat, and there was no pension if they died, so it was better to press forward, as long as they didn't die, they earned it.

Behind the two rows of shieldbearers were the archers who had already lined up to the front. Zhang Qian kept shouting loudly, directing the soldiers to maintain the formation. The soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty have created many feats of defeating cavalry with infantry, and the soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty have reached the point of almost extreme research and practice of infantry tactics.

In the continuous war with the steppe people, the government infantry had a set of tactics against the steppe cavalry, which was effective. Zhang Qian is a scholar and highly respects the tactics of the government soldiers, so he has always trained his men and horses in accordance with the training methods of the government soldiers.

Therefore, he was confident that he would use shield bearers and archers to push back the light cavalry of Yanyunzhai.

Although the large number of spearmen who had died in the past had deprived him of a chance to win, he felt that he could at least salvage the situation, and even if he could not win, he would be able to ensure that there would be no more casualties. The spearmen were killed and injured by the cavalry of Yanyunzhai before, because Zhang Qian lacked experience in fighting with light cavalry, especially because he had never fought with the Turkic wolf cavalry, so he suffered a loss from the beginning of Shan Li Xian's tactics that were improved based on the wolf cavalry tactics.

The tactics of Turkic wolf riding, in fact, boil down to the biggest feature is fast.

They swept like the wind, relying on their absolute speed superiority, and their skillful riding and archery skills to inflict great damage on the enemy. Like the crazy bite of wolves, one bite at a time, each bite can tear off a large piece of flesh.

Li Xian had a special preference for commanding light cavalry operations, so he paid special attention to the changes in cavalry tactics. He lived in the steppe for not a short time, specializing in the combat methods of Turkic wolf horses. After thinking about it carefully, taking its essence and removing its dross, it was only then that Yan Yunjing had an invincible and proud record.

However, the tactics of the Turkic wolf cavalry require extremely high quality of cavalry. From an early age, the Turks climbed on horseback, and children as young as five or six years old could gallop on horseback, and teenagers could shoot hares that were running. Their control of war horses reached a point where they were almost as easy as their arms and fingers, and most of the cavalry in the Central Plains only began training after joining the army, which was much lower.

And for the Central Plains cavalry to reach the level of proficiency in the control of war horses like wolf horses, the requirements themselves are already extremely high. Fortunately, the Yanyun elite cavalry under Li Xian was once the most elite group of government soldiers in the Great Sui, and the soldiers who were added later have also been training with these government soldiers for more than two years.

Therefore, Li Xian was able to command the cavalry - using the improved wolf cavalry tactics.

And Zhang Qian encountered this kind of pestering style of play for the first time, and he was very uncomfortable at first.

The loss of a large number of spearmen made Zhang Qian very distressed and annoyed, but it was irreparable, and there was no point in being annoyed.

The archers began to shoot their arrows neatly, and the elite cavalry of the Yanyun army running sideways was immediately shot over by many people. Although most of the cavalry left the feather arrows behind them by relying on their speed, the distance was too close, and the feathered arrows were too dense, and after a rain of arrows, hundreds of cavalry were shot over.

Li Xian really didn't expect that there were still generals in Wagangzhai who commanded so brilliantly, and after discovering that the people and horses in Wagangzhai had changed formations, Li Xian immediately responded.

If you were an ordinary person, the first thing that would come to mind would be to quickly extend the distance and withdraw from the range of the feather arrows, but Li Xian did not do so.

No one could see that Li Xian, who was covered by his visor, had a bit of a heavy look on his face.

He pointed the black knife forward, and rushed towards the rain of arrows!

In fact, this principle is very simple, the range of withdrawing the feather arrow is to run along the feather arrow, and the feather arrow is chasing from behind, and the loss is bound to be great when retreating. And facing the feather arrows, at this distance, the archer has no chance to shoot the second arrow!

The loss of hundreds of cavalry made the murderous aura that emerged in Li Xian's heart even stronger.

He stared at the archers of the Wagang Army behind the shieldman, killing intent streaming in his eyes.

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Knowing the master's intentions, the big black horse seemed to become more excited, it tweeted twice with its head held high, and then jumped violently, and actually jumped over the heads of the two rows of shield bearers, and stepped directly into the array of archers!

The cavalry of Yanyunzhai turned again and changed horizontally into a military formation that rushed vertically towards Wagangzhai. The cavalry was like a roaring black dragon flying in a meandering flight, slamming into the phalanx of the Wagang army.

Feather arrows flew head-on, and the cavalry at the front were shot down one after another by feather arrows. Some cavalrymen fell off their horses after being hit by arrows, but their feet were still hanging in the stirrups, and the horses dragged their masters' bodies and still rushed forward, and the soldiers' heads kept colliding on the ground, the helmets were knocked off, and the heads rubbed and hit the ground one by one, and it didn't take long for the scalp to be ground off, the flesh and blood were also ground away, and the skulls and the gravel on the ground snapped into each other.

But the distance was too close, although Zhang Qian's command saved some disadvantages in the first time, but the result still did not go in the direction he expected, and Yan Yunzhai's light cavalry was not forced to retreat, but directly collided with it.

Although quite a few cavalrymen were shot over, the archers did not have time to shoot another arrow. The war horses of the front team stepped on the shield hand array of the Wagang Army, and the war horses smashed the thin wall of shields into it, cut into it like a knife, and then tore the blood hole fiercely.

The shield array was knocked open a gap, and the soldiers who flew away were poked to death by Yanyunzhai's elite horsemen with a horse lance before they could stand up. In the steel jungle-like horse lance, a black knife is particularly eye-catching.

Li Xian lifted his horse past the two rows of shield bearers, and before landing, he slashed off the head of one shield bearer. At the same time as the thick blood in the broken neck spurted out, Li Xian had already hacked the archer in front of him to death with another sword. The soldiers behind quickly rushed up to protect Li Xian's sides, and used their shields to block the counterattack of those archers before they died.

Li Xian removed the arm of one of the Wagang Army soldiers with one sword, and then cut off half of the other's skull. As soon as the black knife was withdrawn, a Wagang Army shield hand held the shield and slammed into the big black horse, he actually tried to use his body to knock the big black horse away, but obviously, luck was not on his side.

How could Li Xian, who had already regarded fighting as a daily routine, give a little minion a chance to succeed?

He raised his right arm sharply, and watched as the shield-bearer suddenly roared.

"Open!"

This roar was the catharsis of the murderous intent in his heart. A thunderclap sounded in the clear sky, shaking the shield hand's body.

With a bang, the black knife slashed the shield, and the huge force transmitted to the shield, and the two hands of the soldiers of the Nawagang Army were immediately shocked and retracted back. The black knife slashed at the shield, directly splitting the infantry shield wrapped in a thick layer of cowhide, and with a click, the half-human-high shield split in two, and the soldier holding the shield was also hit by the huge force on the blade and fell back four or five steps in a row.

The soldier was so frightened that his face turned pale. He subconsciously looked at his hands, the tiger's mouth had been shattered, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out. But this is not what makes him so frightened that his face becomes distorted, it is the wound on his chest that makes him scream in fright.

When he looked down, he found that the armor on his chest had been cut in a straight line, and on the exposed skin, there was an equally straight red line. As he stepped back, the red thread suddenly cracked.

A huge wound appeared, and the blood went from the lower abdomen to the shoulder blades, as if his upper body suddenly opened a large mouth, and his lips were red and miserable.

Then a bright red tongue spat out from the mouth of the hideous blood basin, but the tongue fell to the ground with a bang, and could not be retracted. If you look closely, where is the tongue, it is clearly a large mass of bloody intestines and internal organs, and the fishy smell suddenly spreads.

The cavalry crashed into the array of the Wagang army, like a large stone thrown into the calm water, and immediately splashed and churned, and the surface of the lake was also smashed to pieces.

Countless horses poked out, stabbing archers with very low defense one by one. Archers and cavalry fought hand-to-hand, and only those who were slaughtered had the strength to resist? The sharp lance pierced the heart, the throat, and the skull, and the archers of the Wagang army fell with a wail, and more retreated in panic.

"Retreat!"

Zhang Qian shouted anxiously, his voice already hoarse.

"Can't be withdrawn!"

At this time, Li Deren, a general under Li Mi, found Zhang Qian. He looked at the Yanyun Zhai elite cavalry in front of him, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he said calmly: "Mi Gong ordered, no matter what, your men and horses can't retreat, even if they fight to the last person, they can't retreat!" ”

"But my men can't stop the cavalry! Spearmen must be sent up as soon as possible, otherwise the cavalry will rush like this again, and I dare not guarantee that the rout will not impact Mi Gong's Chinese army! ”

Zhang Qian roared loudly.

"Don't worry!"

Li Deren pouted and said: "Your men and horses will never impact the Chinese army, and there will never be a rout to flee back, I am ordered to supervise the battle, your people must not retreat, otherwise...... There is no mercy for killing. ”

Zhang Qian's face changed greatly, and he understood what Li Mi meant in an instant.

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Li Xian led the cavalry to kill the flesh and blood in the crowd of archers of the Wagang army, and Zhang Qian's camp was completely chaotic, and the rout army went back like crazy, but was shot by the archers under Li Deren and blocked the retreat. Zhang Qian's face was gloomy as he watched his soldiers being slaughtered by the front and back, the corners of his mouth twitched but he didn't say a word.

"General Zhang!"

Li Deren glanced at Zhang Qian, sighed and said, "This is the military order of the secret duke, and I can't help myself, brother." I hope you don't blame me, and you don't ...... too much Don't worry too much, even if all the people under your command are exhausted, Mi Gong will make it up to you, as long as you are alive, why not make a comeback? We are all doing things under the command of Mi Gong, and everything is also for the great cause of Mi Gong, and there must always be a pay, right? Besides, the 5,000 people under your command are all new soldiers, and there is nothing to feel sorry for, if you can really kill Li Xiange in today's battle, what can you count as 5,000 dead? ”

He persuaded endlessly, but he didn't see Zhang Qian's face getting more and more ugly.

Li Deren saw that Zhang Qian didn't speak, and thought that he was moved by what he said: "Actually, Mi Gong was also forced to be helpless, but I didn't expect Li Xian to break into the ...... by himself."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Qian suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife with a snort.

"Kill!"

Zhang Qian shouted a killing word with red eyes, and then urged the horse to rush forward. More than 100 soldiers around him looked at each other, and then drew their knives forward at the same time, following closely behind Zhang Qian, everyone with red eyes.

"Born together!"

Zhang Qian roared hoarsely, and then urged the horse to rush straight towards the murderous demon king riding a big black horse at the front of Yanyun Village's elite horse.

"Death with death!"

His own soldiers shouted in unison, their faces solemn.

Li Deren looked at Zhang Qian's back in surprise, and then sneered: "Idiot......"

In this battle, the first leader of Wagangzhai to die under Li Xian's knife was named Zhang Qian. He was buried with his men and horses, and died without regrets. He's just a scholar, a down-and-out scholar......