Xie Wendong, the mountain carving, looked at the battlefield with his mouth wide open and in shock, how long has it been since the start of this fight, is there a quarter of an hour? The 25,000-strong Momoyama coalition army took the initiative to attack the Huaihuang army, which had only 5,000 men, and in the face of the Huaihuang army, which was defending the slope, the coalition army, as the active attacker, was defeated in less than a quarter of an hour. He had never seen such a battle, and before the war, he already knew that the Momoyama Army could not defeat the Huaihuang Army, but he never imagined that the Momoyama Army would be defeated so badly.

Dou Jiande, who was disguised as Xie Wendong's personal soldier, was actually very shocked in his heart, but he concealed this shock very well, pretending to know such a calm appearance, and turned his head to Xie Wendong. "The allies have been defeated and are about to collapse, keep an eye on the old knife and don't let him escape."

Xie Wendong finally came back to his senses and nodded quickly. He is now very afraid of Huai Huangjun and Yi Lingyun.

Xie Wendong was also a little more cautious and polite to Dou Jiande, "General Dou, after a while the army was defeated and retreated, a certain immediately led the cavalry of his headquarters to rush to the side of the old knife handle, and then turned against him, how about capturing the old thief?" ”

"Sudden trouble, capture the thief and capture the king?" Dou Jiande didn't seem too surprised, just repeated calmly, and then stared at him and said, "How sure are you about this?" ”

"At least sixty percent sure, there are not many people around the old knife handle, the front soldiers are defeated, the army is panicked, and the cavalry of a certain rate can shout defeat all the way, and then the coalition army will inevitably be in chaos and at a loss. At this time, we rushed directly to the old knife handle, suddenly attacked, cut off the allied commander's flag, and directly captured the thief and the king. ”

Flags, which are extremely important on the battlefield. Especially the handsome flag. As soon as the handsome flag falls, it is very easy to cause fear and confusion on a battlefield like in ancient times, where communication is extremely inconvenient. Or even a direct rout. Especially at the moment, for the Momoyama Army, the front is already unpassable, and it is about to be defeated and retreated, if at this time, the league commander flag in the rear falls, and they cover each other and fight chaotically. Even if this coalition army still has more than 20,000 men and horses, it will still be defeated like a mountain and directly defeated.

"Hahaha!" Dou Jiande couldn't help but admire Xie Wendong's madness. This old guy betrayed his former ally at a critical time, and he really didn't have the slightest soft-heartedness. This trick is simply a draw from the bottom of the kettle. will directly bury the last bit of hope of the Momoyama Allied forces. "Lord Xie Zhai is really good. After the matter is completed, a certain must truthfully show the merits of the village master to the alliance leader. ”

Xie Wendong was slightly proud, and hurriedly asked the herald to call his leaders.

"Listen to my orders in a while, let's go straight to the main formation of the Chinese army, follow a certain flag to capture the commander, and go to the lord of the Huaihuang Yi Alliance." As he spoke, he picked up the knife and tore out the hem of the white tunic inside the armor and cut off a strip, took it in his hand and raised it. After a while, they tied a white cloth around their arms and foreheads. Anyone who doesn't have a white cloth tied is a friend or foe, and whoever dares to stop us will kill them, understand? ”

One of the leaders whispered, "What about our 1,000 foot soldiers who are still in the front army?" ”

Xie Wendong glared at this subordinate, "What time is it now, how can you still take care of them." The Allied horses are about to be defeated, and we must take action immediately and take down the old knife in order to end this battle as soon as possible. Otherwise, if it drags on, there will only be more deaths. ”

At this time, the two groups of men and horses sent by Zhao Cheng attacked the two wings of the Huaihuang Army, but it was fruitless for a long time, and after fighting for a long time, they could not break through the position of the Huaihuang Army's cavalry at all.

And the front army, which was attacking head-on, had collapsed. More and more coalition forces, no longer rushing forward, began to turn around and rush to both sides, to rush back. The last of their courage vanished without a trace, just as they had rushed out at the beginning, when all of them began to scream and flee backwards with all their might, throwing away their armor just to run faster and get out of the front of this death sooner. Many people collided and trampled with each other, and some even slashed and killed friendly troops in the way with knives and guns in order to rush out of the way, without mercy.

The old knife handle was very frightened under the banner of the Chinese army, and he could withdraw if he couldn't beat it, but now these people are completely broken, and they don't wait for the order, and directly kill each other, just to flee for their lives. "Order, transfer the reserve team to come forward, stabilize the formation, and those who dare to turn back and charge the formation will be killed." The old knife handle is still very ruthless, knowing that at this time, if the defeated army is allowed to rush back to the main formation, it will bring the entire allied army to collapse. In order to avoid this fate, he had to transfer the men who had been used as reserves and let them temporarily serve as overseers. Build a firebreak between the rear and the defeated troops in the front to prevent the collapse of the entire army.

A herald galloped on his horse and quickly rushed to Xie Wendong's front and conveyed the order of the old knife handle.

After Xie Wendong listened to the order, he sneered twice, and then suddenly drew his sword and slashed the unprepared herald off his horse. He carried a long knife with a knife, swept over the stunned subordinates, and shouted: "Follow us!" He immediately took out a strip of white cloth and tied one on his forehead and one on his arm, then turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

The command flag in the rear waved, and the war drums sounded, urging Xie Wendong's cavalry to step forward. It's a pity that Xie Wendong was not moved at all, and rushed towards the direction of the old knife's handsome banner without hesitation, and shouted at the coalition forces blocking the way: "Defeated, defeated!" ”

Hundreds of light horsemen from Heishizhai all tied strips of white cloth on their heads and arms, staring at the handsome banner with the handle of the old knife, and shouted without looking back, "Defeated, defeated, flee!" ”

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Those cottage soldiers and horses didn't know what was going on at all, they saw Xie Wendong suddenly leading a large group of horses to run from the front to the rear, and shouted all the way that they were defeated, defeated, and fled. Soon, one by one, their faces changed drastically, and they fled backwards with the wind. The old knife handle was still waiting for Xie Wendong's horse team to go up to block the defeated soldiers of the previous army, and suddenly saw countless smoke and dust rising everywhere, and then there were panicked shouts everywhere. The next moment, I saw Xie Wendong, who was supposed to appear in the front formation, rushing straight to this side with a large group of men and horses.

In front of the Huaihuang army, the archers were still releasing arrows, and at this time everyone had already shot a pot of arrows, and the second pot of arrows had been placed in front of them. However, the speed slowed down after all, but the rain of arrows in the sky still harvested the lives of the Momoyama soldiers in pieces.

At this moment, Gao Jia suddenly pointed to the opposite distance. Shocked shouted: "San Lang, look, the thief army commander flag has fallen!" ”

Ling Yun looked up from afar, and sure enough. The banner of the two alliance leaders with the old knife handle has fallen to the ground with a bang. As soon as the banner of the alliance commander fell, more than 20,000 Taoshan troops would think at this moment that the rear army had been attacked, the rear road had been destroyed, and the allied army had lost its command. At this time, the people and horses of the Momoyama Allied Army in various villages and departments began to lose their unified dispatch from this moment, and began to fight separately and retreated on their own. More than 20,000 Allied troops. In the blink of an eye, it has fallen apart, and the various departments that were originally barely compiled have returned to the original scattered situation of the headquarters of each village owner in a blink of an eye.

The defeat was like a mountain. The Allies were routed on all fronts.

More than 20,000 people rushed for their lives, throwing away their armor and panicking.

"Blow the trumpet of the charge, and the whole army will attack!" Ling Yun saw the appearance of the Momoyama coalition army. I also know that this battle has been won. The longbowmen have made great achievements today. However, although the longbowmen crushed the fighting spirit of the Momoyama army, the real damage is estimated to be less than 2,000. By this time, the longbowmen had completed their task, and it was now the turn of the cavalry and foot soldiers to sweep the battlefield and secure the victory.

The brass horn sounded again, and Ling Yun led the reserve team to pour out, directly bypassing the ditch and other fortifications in front from both wings, and rushing towards the enemy troops on the river bank.

Shan Xiongxin and Qin Shubao heard the sound of the horn. has already taken the lead to spend a counterattack charge, and Zhang Cheng has the heart to fight again. But there were no soldiers left. Those men and horses who had not been able to break through the cavalry on both wings of the Huaihuang Army, seeing that the situation was not good at this time, did not wait for Zhang Cheng's order at all, and turned around and fled, running faster than rabbits.

Huang Shi sat down against the sharp wooden stake, watching Ling Yun gallop by, followed by hundreds of hussars in the tent, the sun shining on the tip of the spear, the white tiger handsome flag of the Huaihuang Army flying overhead, and the back flags of officers at all levels whistling in the wind. The defeated army of Momoyama was completely dispersed under the thunderous blow of the Huaihuang army, like porcelain under the hammer.

His arm under the yellowstone leather armor was sore and swollen, and it had not been half an hour since the battle began, and he had shot nearly two pots of arrows, except for the ten armor-piercing arrows he still kept, and the remaining seventy arrows were all gone. Shooting seventy arrows in a row is terrifying to think about. He didn't even know how to do it at the time, but now that the fight was over, looking at the remaining pot of arrows and the ten armor-piercing arrows, he could only smirk, he was so good at shooting seventy arrows.

His whole body was already soaked with sweat, but although he was tired, he was very excited, and the excitement made him want to scream. He didn't expect them to win so quickly, and even win a little easily. Five thousand against twenty-five thousand, he was so panicked and worried before the war, even nauseous and dizzy, that he once thought that he would die here. But in fact, he only shot seventy arrows desperately. From beginning to end, he was not threatened in the slightest, and the nearest enemy who rushed was fifty paces away from him, and barely a few arrows were shot in front of him, and he could not even get into the mud without the slightest strength. He looked up at his comrades-in-arms, Blackfish, Big Eyes, Captain Zhong, etc., all of them sat on the ground like himself, tired and almost collapsed, everyone's eyes collided together, and then they each let out bursts of laughter, laughing hysterically.

After a long time, Blackfish was the first to speak, "Damn, these bandits are too incompetent, they didn't hold out for half an hour, and they were fifty steps away from us, and they were already frightened and broke down and fled." ”

"It's not that the thieves are too incompetent, it's that we're too powerful." Zhong Laosan grinned, revealing his mouth with missing front teeth, and said with a smile.

"I shot seventy arrows." Huang Shi said suddenly.

"I shot sixty arrows." Blackstone followed.

"I shot fifty-seven!"

"I shot sixty-three."

In the end, the men of the gang reported their counts, and found that the most shot was the yellow stone, and the good guy alone shot seventy arrows.

Everyone then excitedly discussed how many thieves they had shot and killed, and it was Huangshi who shot the most, he shot five by himself, and this still did not count the results of the previous projectiles. At that time, I didn't know if I was shooting or not, and who shot it. Later, it was a flat shot at close range, but I could see the results of my battle.

At this time, Wang Bodang, the commander of the archer battalion, walked all the way over with his longbow: "Have you rested enough, those who have rested enough and still have the strength, get up and go down to clean the battlefield!" ”

The so-called cleaning of the battlefield, of course, is mainly to cut off people's heads. Longbowmen kill the enemy, and it is impossible to cut off people's heads in wartime. However, in this battle, the enemies killed head-on were the results of the archers, and now that Ling Yun led his troops to chase the enemy, the longbowmen could calmly clean up their battlefields and cut off their heads. The archers, who were sitting on the ground panting, all stood up when they heard this. After fighting for a long time, count the results, which one will be missed. No matter how tired you are, you have to get up. Although there have long been regulations in the army, such as the longbowmen's exploits, which are mainly based on collective exploits, they are still happy to blind their heads one by one.

Huang Shi carried his longbow on his back, drew his horizontal knife, and followed Zhong Laosan with excitement, crossed the foot of the deer in the ditch together, and began to clean up the spoils. Because Wang Bodang had said in advance that the entire Longbow Battalion and the longbowmen who participated in the battle would share the results equally, so there was no such thing as a competition for the first rank. Yellowstone and his group walked together, approaching the battlefield, only to see that the battlefield was like a heavy snowfall, a layer of white, covered with feathered arrows, the ground was full of corpses, and the soil was stained red with blood.

The entire battlefield on the bank of the river was covered with almost 100,000 feather arrows!

100,000 arrows, this number is extremely frightening, a battle of less than half an hour, used up two-thirds of the arrows of the whole army. If you fight for a while, either the longbowmen will run out of strength and will find it difficult to shoot their bows, or they will run out of arrows and have no arrows to shoot. In fact, if the Momoyama Army could hold out for a little longer, the strongest archer troops of the Huaihuang Army would actually have to withdraw from the battle. It's a pity that there are no ifs on the battlefield.

Yellowstone raised his knife and was about to chop down a corpse, when the corpse suddenly moved, startling Yellowstone. Although he had shot several enemies today, he was still a little uncomfortable looking at a living enemy up close. "Guy, there's a living one here."

Zhong Laosan's body was stained with blood, and he carried five freshly cut heads with a rope on his body, as if the old farmer was carrying a few bags of grain, he walked a few steps over, kicked the still alive bandit, looked at it for a while, and then shook his head, "The injury is too serious, and there is no salvation." Give him a good time! ”

"Guy" Huang Shi was a little unbearable. Zhong Laosan sighed, "What can't be saved is just to let him suffer more living crimes." Cut it, that's how it is to fight, there is nothing to be merciful, whoever called him to fight us, think about it, if we lose today, you will be lying on the ground. After speaking, Zhong Laosan raised the knife in his hand, and directly chopped it on the neck of the wounded soldier, one knife was not cut, and two more knives were broken, and finally the corpse was separated, Zhong Laosan directly took the back of the knife and knocked off the helmet, and then tied the hair and rope on the head together, and the original five heads were strung together, and the back was carried on his back again, sighed, and took the knife to chop off a human head. (To be continued......)