Chapter 1: Drumming (Part I)
Li Xu drew a long knife from behind the saddle, pushed the front armor with the tip of the knife, and then slammed the mount hard with both legs. Black Wind let out an angry protest, stepped out of all fours, and rushed down the hillside. Behind them were more than a thousand light cavalry, driving all kinds of war horses, including some tall mules, galloping in formation, like a torrent.
The terrain beneath their feet was not suitable for cavalry combat, and the overly soft ground, overgrown weeds, and rocks and earth pits hidden under the weeds posed a deadly threat to the cavalry advancing at high speeds. Over the past few days, nearly 100 brothers have been wounded under the hooves of their own horses rather than at the hands of the enemy. But at this moment, Xuzi can't spare the soldiers, so far, the most effective means to deal with the rebels is the cavalry attack. Two or three large-scale breakthroughs can greatly demoralize them or even crush them completely. If you switch to a foot fight, it will take at least two hours for both sides to receive the same effect. A long time of dogfight will bring greater casualties, and the soldiers of the county will not be able to fight with the enemy.
This time he moved to Xingyang, Lord Zhang Xutuo only brought out 15,000 brothers, and the remaining brothers had to be left to Lord Pei Caozhi to guard the house.
Before leaving, Lord Zhang Xutuo agreed with the new Lord Jia Wuben that within a year of arriving in Xingyang, he would return the soldiers he had taken from Qi County one after another. "If the supplies given by the imperial court are sufficient, General Li and I will definitely be able to train 20,000 new soldiers within a year, and when the time comes, Qi County and Xingyang will be attacked before and after, and the thieves from all over Henan will be swept away!" Lord Zhang Xutuo swore an oath, as if he didn't take the opponent in his eyes at all.
"I made a one-year appointment with Lord Zhang, and if you go, within a year, Jia will ensure that the brothers have no worries!" Jia Wuben, who used to be an eagle general, also responded with a smile, arrogant.
Both tried not to look at the worries in each other's eyes, and with the war looming, they needed to show some self-confidence to stabilize the morale of the army. But it was clear to both the guests and the host that a year from now, not many of the brothers who had gone on the expedition would still be alive in the world. Soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and throughout the ages, those who kill 3,000 enemies and lose 800 have been considered good generals. There are hundreds of thousands of enemy troops to face, and the possibilities are increasing over time.
Since leaving Qi County, they have fought four battles with different enemies in a row in half a month. Defeated the enemy every time, and never struggled too much with any of the bandits. Zhang Xutuo didn't plan to consume too much strength on the bandits along the way, those were all sent by Li Mi to send them to death. As the new military advisor of the Wagang Army, the biggest difference between Li Mi and his predecessor Xu Maogong is that he doesn't care about sacrifice. Of course, at the moment, the sacrifices are all those small fish and shrimp on the periphery, and the real enemy is hidden in the back. Before testing the specific strength of the official army, Li Mi will not easily confront the official army.
Therefore, the soldiers of the county are not willing to let the enemy easily find out their own truth. In each battle, they were mainly cavalry, and the foot soldiers were only used for local coordination, or more precisely, to clean the battlefield after the battle. This tactic of showing only teeth to others is easily misunderstood by the rogue gangsters, and it magnifies the actual combat effectiveness of the officers and men several times. Zhang Xutuo wanted this kind of effect, if he could cut off the wings of the Wagang Army without a fight, he didn't mind making the illusion more sensational.
While creating an illusion, it often means that some people have to pay sacrifices. The most difficult tasks were undertaken by the light cavalry trained by Asahi herself. For days, they cut off pieces of flesh from the bandits' bodies like a boning knife. At the same time, they themselves are like a long-used knife, and the blade is full of gaps.
"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!" Facing the steel knife that came in a hurry, Mingwei General Wang Dongsheng shouted in a panic. He was originally the sixth leader under the command of Zhou Wenju, a thief in Weicheng, and he had just been assigned to be the chief general of the First Army for less than three months, and he didn't even know how many grades and levels the official position of General Mingwei should belong to when Li Mi canonized. If you die now, you feel too sorry for this official robe.
The rebel archers standing at the back of the line drew their hunting bows and shot their arrows out one after another. Like the chief general Wang Dongsheng, they had been a sergeant of Wagang for less than three months, and they had no experience in how to fight against regular officers and soldiers. Although they had defeated the local soldiers and horses who had come to conquer them before, those opponents were farmers who were just as confused as they were. The outcome of the battle between the two sides was basically a matter of luck. A gust of wind, a gust of rain, or a rock that suddenly rolls up the mountain can make or break the tide of battle.
But today, what they see is a team that is not swayed by external conditions. Thousands of feathered arrows fell from mid-air, but they only brought the forward team to a moment's pause. Immediately afterwards, the team rushed even more quickly, regardless of how many people were injured.
"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!" Seeing that the opponent's charging speed showed no signs of slowing down at all, Wang Dongsheng shouted even more panicked. He began to doubt whether he was worthy of the general Mingwei, although he was the only one of the brothers from the same village who became a general, and he was the only one who divided more than 40 acres of land at the foot of Wagang Mountain, built a big house, and married his mother-in-law. But if a person is going to die in battle, I am afraid that these things will fall into the hands of others.
A second rain of arrows fell from the sky, knocking down ten galloping horses. The enemies on horseback suddenly vanished, and under the command of a leader on a black horse, they all took a position of hiding in stirrups. This posture makes it difficult for the feather arrow to shoot them, and even if it does, it is difficult to kill them with a single arrow.
The speed at which the enemy rushed forward was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between them and the rebels was less than fifty paces. All the brothers felt the ground tremble, and the sound of whistling horses' hooves suppressed the drums and shouts of both sides, and the hands and feet were numb. The archers shuddered and bent their bows again, and they only had a chance to shoot an arrow. But with such a poor killing effect, they don't know if they have time to escape after the next arrow is fired. Someone's face turned pale, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble. Some people bent down lowly, and their legs couldn't stop fighting. Most of them wanted to flee, but the horses were too tall to look up. Even if everyone had the opportunity to stop it, they would be crushed to death by the fallen corpses.
"Spearman, take three steps forward. Squat! At the critical moment, Wang Dongsheng remembered a trick taught by Xu Si of the Wagang Army. Xu Si's current official position is the champion general, the head of the internal army, and the official title and title add up to the length of a curtain. Wang Dongsheng couldn't remember those dazzling names, he only remembered that Xu Maogong's army was very neat, much stronger than the brothers under his command. He originally wanted to find time to learn from Xu Maogong how to train these people under his command to be as strong as the internal army under Xu Maogong, but before he could say a few words to the other party, he was given the task of going to Jiyin to intercept the official army.
"If you encounter the cavalry, you will only shoot three shots in battle, so use your spearmen well, they can save their lives at critical moments!" Before leaving, Xu Maogong whispered to him. In Wang Dongsheng's impression, Xu Maogong seems to be far more reliable than the second leader Li Mi. But the owners and leaders of the village from all over the country respected Li Mi, and Wang Dongsheng had no choice but to follow the crowd behind everyone.
Many of the rules in the cottage are not written on the surface, but if you break them, you will definitely die an ugly death. It is precisely because Wang Dongsheng firmly remembered this that he slowly climbed from a pro-soldier to his current position.
The brothers with wooden poles and spears quickly stepped forward and used their weapons to create a deadly jungle. There was a large gap in their pace from each other, so the wall of spears discharged also appeared uneven. Even so, the spear wall stabilized the morale of the army to a great extent. The archers and daggers who had hidden behind the wall of spears regained their strength and drew their weapons from their waists. Everyone still has a chance, as long as the spear brethren can make the war horse pause for a moment, everyone can besiege and kill the officers and soldiers on horseback, and in terms of numbers, the rebel army can be ten times more than the officers and soldiers.
As if seeing that the bandits were on guard, the cavalry's forward speed suddenly slowed down. This phenomenon made Wang Dongsheng secretly rejoice, "Archer! He shouted in a long voice, ready for his archers to fire a third salvo. But at this moment, he suddenly found that the sky above him had darkened.
Five hundred, at least five hundred, Wang Dongsheng thought in horror. Five hundred feathered arrows suddenly flew up from the rushing horse, rushed into the sky, blocked out the sunlight, and then, in unison, smashed into the ranks of the spearmen. The spearmen, who had only simple thin armor to protect themselves, immediately fell in one piece, and the spear wall was soaked in a flood and a huge gap appeared! Before the soldiers of the rebel army could scream, a figure suddenly reappeared on the bare horse on the opposite side, and the officers and soldiers who rushed to the front turned their bodies from the belly of the war horse onto the saddle and raised the weapons in their hands high.
At the foreground was a long black knife, as black as ink and as cold as frost. Immediately afterward, the scenery in front of me suddenly became extremely unreal. Wang Dongsheng only saw a flash of black knife light, and then his front team fell down like a crop in autumn. Amid the neighing of war horses and the cries of people, battle flags disappeared one after another. The brothers, who had once been known for their bravery, turned around and fled in all directions before the enemy's horses.
The man, the horse, and the sword went around diagonally for half a circle, and the wall of spears that stood in the way crumbled. Wang Dongsheng knew what he had to do, he turned his horse's head without hesitation and walked away.
Note 1: I suddenly found that 'Holding the Hand of the Son, Growing Old with the Son' is actually an anti-war poem, not a simple love story. Canvassing, hehe, keep pulling.
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