Chapter 19: The Defeat of the Huns (2)
Under the gaze of all the soldiers, Meng Xingyuan slowly pulled out an arrow from the quiver box behind his back, slowly put it on the bow, and used the first knuckle of the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his right hand to fill the bowstring, aimed his eyes forward, and shot out in a dashing manner. The arrow flew out like a meteor, and flew hundreds of paces against a strong headwind before it gradually fell and landed on the ground.
"Good!" the soldiers cheered in unison. However, the direction of the wind did not change.
Meng Xingyuan didn't say anything, he bent his hand and took out an arrow, and shot a second arrow, which also shot hundreds of steps, and there was another cheer on the battlefield. However, the wind is still northerly.
The soldiers were even more nervous, although they didn't believe that Meng Xingyuan could change the direction of the wind, but they were all hoping for a miracle to happen. Meng Xingyuan pulled out the third arrow with his back hand again, took a deep breath, took a bow, pulled the string, aimed, and fired.
The third arrow was fired farther out, surpassing the first two. The position was as silent as death, the soldiers did not feel the reversal of the wind, and some even closed their eyes in despair.
Meng Xingyuan's eyes were resolute, staring at the flag fluttering in the wind. Meng Tian also held his breath and looked at Meng Xingyuan nervously. Meng Tiansui was still pretending to be calm, but he secretly complained in his heart.
Suddenly, the flag fluttering to the south suddenly became much smaller, gradually approaching the flagpole, and finally drooping straight down the flagpole. Then, shaking a little to the north, two times, three times...... Finally, pride floated. The soldiers were also pleasantly surprised by the change in the direction of the wind, and even felt that the wind was stronger than the north wind just now.
"It's really changed!"
"God, it's really become a south wind!"
"The deputy marshal can actually call the wind and rain!"
"God is really helping us!"
The soldiers finally understood, and the wind direction changed to a south wind!
Meng Xingyuan wasted no time in raising his arms again and shouting: "Defend the family and defend the country, and annihilate the Huns!"
"Defend the homeland and defend the country, and annihilate the Huns!" Only a part of the soldiers followed him and shouted this slogan.
"Defend the country and annihilate the Huns!" Meng Xingyuan shouted loudly for the second time.
"Defend the country and annihilate the Huns!" so the soldiers also shouted together.
"Be louder, you can't hear it. Defend the country and annihilate the Huns!"
"Defend the country and annihilate the Huns!" Every soldier showed his greatest strength and the highest decibels.
The whole front is shouting! Howling! Boiling!
Morale is at its highest point all at once!
Their opponents, the Hun cavalry, began to be confused: why did the north wind suddenly turn into a south wind?
The commander of the Xiongnu knew that if he retreated now, it would still be too late, because the speed of his war horse was far greater than that of the infantry of the Qin Dynasty. However, at the thought of the 3,000 men and horses who were completely annihilated yesterday, the savage, arrogant, and fierce Huns did not choose to retreat, but wanted to avenge their comrades.
There is a more important reason, that is, the Huns found that every few steps away, there were several corpses of their compatriots, and they were also full of arrows, which showed the tragic situation of their compatriots killed in battle. This made them angry, so angry that they lost their minds - this was Meng Tian and Meng Xingyuan's strategy of "luring the enemy deeper", although it was very cruel, but it had a good effect.
Their captain, based on his previous experience, decided to try to fight first, and if he couldn't do it, it would not be too late to retreat.
Eventually, the Hun cavalry shouted and charged, and at the same time fired their bows and arrows—their most advantageous weapon. The Qin army quickly erected a tall and hard shield, and when the arrows through the strong headwind hit the shield, it was already weak and weak, and it could not even be nailed to the shield, and they fell to the ground one after another. The absence of bows and arrows for the Hun cavalry was like cutting off one of their thighs.
The Qin army also began to shoot arrows, and the sharp arrows fired by the reformed strong bow, with the help of the howling south wind, reached the farthest range, and the power rose to the maximum. The rain of arrows fell in the ranks of the Huns, and immediately a large number of Hun cavalry fell from their horses. The soldiers who fell off their horses were either shot to death or trampled to death by the horses behind.
In this case, they only had one way out, and that was to charge, stir up with the Qin army, make the Qin army's bow and arrow useless, and then use their huge impact to destroy the Qin army. Therefore, the Hun cavalry hatefully kicked the war horses they usually cherished with their heels, and they were faster.
The soldiers of the Qin army also stretched out their spears in the gap between the shields. These spears would fiercely pierce the chests of the enemy and their horses as the Huns rushed in.
The Hun cavalry at the forefront was not afraid of death, and soon approached the chariot of the Qin army, just when they wanted to hit those "hedgehogs" with their horses, they found themselves falling for no reason, and then were pierced by a half-human height, with sharp horns at the upper end, and a wooden stake with a thin arm.
It turned out that in front of the chariot was a trap three steps wide, more than one person deep, several kilometers long, and full of sharp wooden stakes, which Meng Xingyuan learned from a foreign movie, and also had some meaning of "anti-tank ditch". This is the result of a thousand soldiers digging all night last night, and now it is working.
This long trap was like a monster's open mouth, mercilessly devouring the lives of the Huns. The Hun knights in front fell into the trap, and the knights in the back were too late to stop, and even if they stopped, they would be squeezed into the trap by the knights further behind. As soon as you fall into it, you will be pierced by a pointed stake. For a time, the wails of war horses and Hun soldiers resounded throughout the world.
The Hun army filled the trap with the flesh of warriors and war horses, causing bursts of excited shouts from the Qin army's position. The commander of the Huns was even more irritable, and in his military career, he had never suffered such a big loss. With red eyes, he ordered his knights to continue the charge.
The brave but ignorant Hun cavalry stepped over the corpses of their comrades, braved the dense rain of arrows falling from the sky by the Qin army, and rushed to the "chariot" that had not been seen before without hesitation.
Not surprisingly, like their comrades yesterday, they were pierced through the body by the sharp spikes on the chariot, screaming repeatedly. There were even traces of the blood of those comrades on the spikes on the chariot. As if they didn't see it, the knights in the back continued to hit it with their own lives with the war horses under their crotch.
Yesterday it was 3,000 people, today it is tens of thousands, and the chariots were finally knocked over one after another, and there were gaps one after another. The Xiongnu cavalry rushed into the ranks of the Qin army like a flood that burst the embankment.
The two teams were in a scuffle, and the archers stopped firing their arrows for fear of accidentally injuring their teammates. However, the Qin army likes to fight. First, the cavalry of the Huns had no speed advantage in this case. Without speed, the cavalry loses their greatest advantage – impact. Second, the Xiongnu almost had no melee weapons, so the weapons of the Qin army were far superior to those of the Xiongnu. Third, the Hun cavalry used to "fight if you can fight, and run away if you can't fight", but now it is bitten by the Qin army, and it is not easy to escape.
The first thing the Qin army came into contact with the enemy was the shield bearers, who used their bodies to resist the heavy shields and withstand the impact of the enemy's war horses again and again. From time to time, shield-bearers were knocked down, vomiting blood, and even trampled to death by enemy horses. As soon as the shieldholder falls to the ground, several spears will be stabbed at the enemy's horse trying to rush into the team at the same time, and the horse will be stabbed down, and immediately another shield will close the gap.
The soldiers behind the shields each had a spear in their hands, which stretched out through the gap in the shield, constantly stabbing the enemy. They were responsible for the attack, the shield bearer was responsible for covering, and the two arms combined to resist the onslaught of the Hun knights with their flesh and blood.
"Defend the homeland and defend the country, and annihilate the Huns!" This slogan was constantly shouted on the battlefield. These words seemed to give everyone great strength and courage, so that the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty became more and more courageous to kill the enemy.
Meng Xingyuan rode a tall war horse and was on a high ground with Meng Tian, watching the situation on the battlefield.
There are casualties every moment. He saw with his own eyes that a Hun cavalryman with a wounded abdomen gritted his teeth and pulled the bowstring in his hand, and shot an arrow along the spear into the face of a Qin soldier. Before he could open his bow a second time, he was stabbed by several spears at the same time, and he fell from his horse and died. A Qin soldier had both legs trampled on by a war horse, and his intestines flowed out, he picked up a broken knife and plunged it into the neck of a fallen knight, and another Hun war horse fell to the ground and pressed heavily on his body.
"War, it's too cruel!" Meng Xingyuan finally experienced the happiness of living in the peaceful time of the 21st century.