Chapter 632: Horse Kicking Company Camp
As Lu Yi analyzed, Xianbei and Wuhuan people are now in an embarrassing situation where the old force has gone, and the new force has not been born, they galloped for a day, people are sleepy and tired, just waiting for a good night's rest, raising enough jingshen, and tomorrow will be a good decisive battle with Cao Cāo, who would have thought that someone would come to sneak attack at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info*
It wasn't that he was unprepared, but all his considerations were based on the fact that the other party was mainly foot soldiers, and there were not enough horsemen, so it was enough for him to release twenty miles of scouts. Twenty miles, even a rapid march will take an hour, and he has enough time to respond.
But he just missed Xia Yu's group of people. Although the Han Seventh Battalion has a horse to ride, but Liangzhou people have a few who are not good at riding, the horse is a horseman, the horse is a foot pawn, even if it is a foot pawn, that is also a horse on horseback, now Liangzhou is the largest horse farm in the Han Dynasty, and the superior Xiliang war horses have always been supplied in large quantities, which is also the benefit of Liu Xiujing's strategy, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Han Seventh Battalion have mounts, and more than half of them have two war horses, so that even the hundreds of infantry battalion soldiers led by Tian Yan have ridden the war horses and rushed to kill with the big team.
This situation was outside of Badun's plan, and he was not prepared at all, so he was caught off guard.
However, this can't be blamed on him, all the information that Yuan Shao received will not be made public, but will only be conveyed among a few cronies and important generals, and it is impossible for mercenaries like Badun and Micah to know too specific information. They only knew that Yuan Shao had 80,000 people, while Liu Xiu only had 40,000 people, and the defense line was still very long, so in their opinion, it was impossible for Liu Xiu to arrange heavy troops elsewhere in this situation. In front of them was only Cao Cāo's army. Cao Cāo, on the other hand, was mainly a foot soldier, with a total of only 10,000 Jing cavalry, of which 5,000 had just been transferred to Qingzhou.
It wasn't until he saw Xia Yu's battle flag that he suddenly understood who his opponent was. Xia Yu had served as the captain of Wuhuan for many years, and he went to see Xia Yu many times, and he was no stranger to Xia Yu's battle flag. He also knew that Xia Yu was on this battlefield, but he never thought that it would be Xia Yu who ambushed him.
Xia Yu's captain Wuhuan in those years was not in vain. The battle of Ningcheng laid the foundation for him in the minds of the Wuhuan people, and all the Wuhuan people were a little afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts. Badon is no exception. Suddenly, seeing Xia Yu's battle flag, Bang Dun's psychology collapsed suddenly.
Xia Yu didn't know that his prestige was so strong that he didn't have the heart to resist at all, he only knew that the most important task in front of him was to penetrate, penetrate the camp of the Wuhuan people in one go, kill those who dared to resist with the swords and spears in his hands, set their tents on fire with rockets, turn their camp into a sea of fire, and use the iron horses' hooves to stumble on these barbarians who dared to penetrate into the territory of the Han Dynasty, so that they regretted this action.
"Accelerate! Hasten! Xia Yu roared violently. The herald struck the small drum on his back hard, and the rapid sound of war drums and the battle flag flying in the wind marked Xia Yu's position, and the soldiers behind him followed closely and fought bravely. Tian Yan and Lu Yi on both sides tightly guarded their flanks, and all the soldiers clenched their weapons in their hands. Spears flew, arrows galloped, and with the grim smile of death, they pounced on the dazed Wuhuan people.
The three teams, like a sharp three-strand fork, stabbed into the camp of the Wuhuan people. Quickly cut in, the Wuhuan people were in a mess, they had no power to fight back, they were knocked down by arrows, stabbed by sharp spears, knocked down by galloping horses, and under the flying hooves of the horses, they quickly lost their lives and lost their lives in a foreign land.
Tian Yanyuan opened his eyes, held a spear in both hands, kicked the war horse fiercely, and rushed to the front. He had followed Liu Xiu to fight in Northern Xinjiang many years ago, but unfortunately he was reprimanded by Duan Cheng for fighting with Liu Xiu, and then he never had the opportunity to fight with Liu Xiu again. This time, Liu Xiu gave him the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, how could he let it go easily.
"Kill!" Tian Yan roared angrily, the spear trembled, and in one breath he overturned two Wuhuan people who rushed up to intercept them with war knives, the moment the war horse flew by, he handed the spear to his left hand, and pulled out the ring knife with his right hand, and the war knife suddenly fell, cutting off the head of a Wuhuan person. The bloody head flew up in midair, and was hit by the galloping war horse, rolling down to the dust.
Tian Yan didn't have the heart to clean up the head, in his opinion, as long as he won this battle, the hair all over the ground would be their battle merits, and there was no need to divide them too carefully. He raised his sword and roared, his face was hideous, and the soldiers behind him saw that he was so brave, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they killed even more vividly.
Tian Yan led the infantry battalion, Wang Chu's father Wang Yu once served as an infantry captain, with this relationship, the infantry battalion always felt particularly close to the hussar general, after Tian Yan arrived, keenly grasped this relationship, before the war, spraying spit stars to encourage these soldiers, so that they could not embarrass the hussar general, so that the soldiers of these infantry battalions one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, one by one on the war horse, became heroic knights. Over the years, they have been fighting in the Kanto region, and they are no longer comparable to the soldiers of the Northern Army who can only eat, drink and have fun back then, and riding horses is not a difficult thing for them, and the one-on-one duel may be worse than the soldiers of the Changshui Battalion and the Hu Cavalry Battalion, but with the charge of the brigade, it is this kind of battle with stones and eggs, and there is no difficulty coefficient, they are still more than enough.
Tian Yan's bravery inspired their courage, and they took Tian Yan and his personal guards as the front, and went forward to enter the camp of the Wuhuan people.
On the other side, Lu Yi was even more wild, he was almost always standing on horseback, roaring constantly, the stone and a half strong bow in his hand never stopped, every time he let go, there would be a Wuhuan man in the distance who fell off the horse, and these Wuhuan people were all small officers who tried their best to resist under the organization.
After fighting with Liu Xiu for many years, Lu Yi knows the essence of decapitation tactics, although he can't do a hundred steps through Yang, but his arrows are fast and accurate, within thirty steps, almost never missed. He also has the true biography of Liu Xiuyin, in this kind of rapid charge, he never rushes to the front, in front of him, there will always be two or three Jing Rui knights as shields, so that he can calmly release cold arrows, this kind of thrill of sniping in the battle array has always been something he enjoys very much, and he is more intoxicated than slashing people with a knife.
Because of this, Lu Yi has always felt that Gan Ning's taste is not enough, although Gan Ning's archery skills are better than him, but the realm of the two is not on the same level. Gan Ning is the most inferior method of killing, he is more advanced, and the most clever one should be like Liu Xiu, he doesn't even have to move his hands, as long as he roars, the other party will fall to the ground and die.
Of course, that kind of realm is not something that ordinary people can have, so he only compares with Gan Ning, never with Liu Xiu.
"Accelerate!" Lu Yi threw out an arrow, knocked down a middle-aged Wuhuan man with a shiny head, turned around and scolded Duan Xuan not far away: "You can't be faster, it's as slow as a turtle, Duan Gong's face has been lost by you." He turned his head and sprayed Jiang Wu, who was close at hand, with a spit on his face: "You are still called Zifeng, you can't fly over?" Slow as a. I'm sorry, even our girls in Liangzhou are not as slow as you. ”
Jiang Wu was scolded by him, swung the war horse, and slashed at the buttocks of the war horse. The war horse was in pain, roared wildly, and rushed forward. He roared loudly, raised his knife and fell, stabbed a Wuhuan man who came up, and slashed the chest of a Wuhuan man with his backhand.
Blood flew with his sword, and the Hanyang battalion behind him roared in unison, speeding up again.
People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, hooves are like thunder, and rushes forward like the wind.
The first Wuhuan camp barely had any effective resistance, and was broken by the Han army, Xia Yu looked back at the camp that had become a mess, without any hesitation, the halberd pointed to the Xianbei camp in front of him, and shouted: "Accelerate, charge!" ”
The drums beat again, and the soldiers of the Han army, who had won the victory, shouted in unison, adjusted the speed formation again, and accelerated towards the camp of the Xianbei people.
With the Wuhuan camp in front of him, Micah was not as embarrassed as Bunton, and he was given some precious respite, which was also very limited, but it was enough for him to form a formation, instead of being in a mess like the Wuhuan people and let the Han army slaughter. He didn't have time to leave the camp to line up, and when he saw that the camp of the Wuhuan people was burned by the rockets of the Han army, he immediately ordered the soldiers to knock down the tents and line up in the camp. The fighting quality of the Xianbei people is a cut above that of the Wuhuan people, and the number is twice as large, and the morale is much more sufficient. Although they were nervous, they were not in a mess. Under the command of the sound of the trumpet, they lined up as fast as they could.
Facing the Han army that rushed out of the Wuhuan camp, they clenched their bows and mounted arrows.
“shè!” Micah stared at the oncoming Han army and roared angrily.
"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! There was a string sound, and hundreds of arrows flew out of the camp and flew towards the Han army.
Xia Yu had already seen Xianbeiren's actions, he sneered, ignored it at all, and also issued an order: "shè! ”
The soldiers let go of the bowstrings in their hands, and the dense rockets swooped into the Xianbei people's array like meteors.
The sound of "pounce" was incessant, and the bows and arrows of both sides shuffled into the other's formation, but the damage dealt was very different. The Xianbei people are wearing leather armor, in the face of the Han army's arrows made of jing steel, the light leather armor has no defense, the arrows easily tore through the leather armor, deeply pierced their bodies, the fire attached to the arrow shaft immediately ignited their greasy clothes and scattered hair, all the Xianbei people who were hit by the arrow, none of them did not suffer heavy damage.
The Han army is not, the soldiers who rushed to the front are all dressed in Xuan armor, and the arrows of the Xianbei people will only burst out a little bit of sparks, which are not worth mentioning at all under the bright torches, unless there is such a vital part as the door in the shè, the soldiers of the Han army do not take it seriously at all, and the war horses are huge, and one or two arrows have no effect on them.
After two rounds of arrows, the Xianbei people fell again, but the Han army did not even reduce their speed, and killed them in one go, the soldiers on the periphery raised their sharp swords and spears, and the soldiers in the inner circle raised their bows and arrows in their hands, killing mercilessly.
"Accelerate! Hasten! Xia Yu stretched out his hand to brush away a few feather arrows stuck in the cracks of the armor, threw them away, and raised his knife and shouted.
"Kill!" The morale of the soldiers was like a rainbow, and they fought again. (To be continued) RQ