readx;

Chapter 731: Where's the Captain?

The terrifying cavalry captain was completely exposed at this time, and he closed his eyes and looked at the different cavalry, the number of which should not exceed five thousand, five thousand people said that it was not much, and it was not too much to say less. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info debut

After all, he is a veteran of the battlefield, and all of a sudden, he made up his mind, to this point, there is no room left, rather than tearing up with these cavalry captains, it is better to crush their own team in one fell swoop, and then take advantage of the victory to deal with these cavalry.

Wanyan Tutu's solid muscles trembled, and the iron spear in his hand pointed forward, stabbing at the sky at an oblique angle, and roared: "Kill!" ”

30,000 iron horsemen began to move slowly.

Faster and faster, faster and faster......

Then the sturdy knight leaned down, his body constantly adjusting his sitting position with the jolting of the horse.

"Utu!"

Thundered......

Tens of millions of horses were galloping, the spears were slightly pressed down, forming a column of moving spears, the sound of the spear tips breaking through the wind sneered, everyone's eyes flashed with cruelty, and their faces were hideous, and the murderous intent was revealed.

Their goal is the infantry formation.

The momentum of the 30,000 iron horsemen was earth-shattering, and even the roar of the war drums was overshadowed by the murderous aura and the dust and smoke rolled up in the sky; Countless horses rushed out, scattered, and then condensed together, and a cavalry formation like sharp knives rushed straight towards it at a very fast speed.

The Jurchens are less than 10,000, and they are invincible.

The 30,000 Jurchen cavalry burst out like a waterfall that rushed down to 3,000 feet, sweeping everything with an unstoppable momentum.

There is always only one Jurchen tactic, but only this one is the most effective, that is, like a stormy wave, they will not hesitate to launch an attack and wash everything in front of them.

This method has been used by them against the tribes of Black Mountain and Baishui, and they have also used it against the Khitans, which is effective and direct, and will not drag mud and water, as long as they crush their own team, no matter how many cavalry captains they have, they will not be able to save their defeat.

Thundered...... Thundered......

The 30,000 iron horsemen were getting closer and closer, the horses neighed, and the iron hooves fell short on the dew-dropped-green grass and immediately jumped up, without the slightest pretentiousness, and the spear that was pressed down was slightly raised.

100 zhang ......

The foot soldiers behind the chariot formation can already clearly see that these damn Xia soldiers did not show fear in the face of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, but ...... They could soon see how powerful the Jurchens were, and it was useless to shrink into the car formation.

At this time, the infantry captains behind the formation began to draw their knives, and a clarion call sounded: "Archers......"

At the back of the spear formation, a famous archer began to draw his longbow, and the longbow was pulled up for a full moon, and the feathered arrows rested on the bowstring, and the cluster of arrows slanted towards the sky, and everyone waited with bated breath, and almost everyone could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

Voices reverberated in a mile-long queue, followed by cloud-obscuring feathered arrows flying into the sky and slicing through the half-arc, and then falling through the air.

There was a small commotion in the Jurchen cavalry, hundreds of Jurchen people fell off their horses with a muffled snort, they may not have been shot to death, but the moment they fell off the horse, there was absolutely no life, and the poor worm who fell to the ground was quickly trampled by the companions of the rear team, and let out a wail.

At this time, the cavalry captains on both flanks began to move, they rushed diagonally to the periphery of the Jurchen charging cavalry formation, and began to shoot, with arrows on three sides, and in just a short time, hundreds of people fell off their horses.

The two wings of the Jurchen cavalry began to rush out diagonally, several groups of cavalry, as many as 7,000 people, rushed towards the cavalry captain, they did not want to chase the cavalry captain, but only to cover the charge of the infantry formation.

The remaining 20,000 Jurchen horsemen braved the rain of arrows and continued to launch a final charge.

Fifty zhang ......

Forty zhang ......

Every step closer is accompanied by a large number of casualties.

Wanyan Tutu's heart was dripping blood, he never thought that at such a close distance, these infantry had not yet been defeated. Relying on his experience in previous years, any infantry in the wilderness who encountered them without even having to charge was enough to make them frightened and scatter.

This is the difference between infantry and cavalry, so often three thousand cavalry can chase tens of thousands of infantry slaughtered, not because the strength of three thousand cavalry far exceeds that of infantry, but no one will be stupid enough to collide with a galloping war horse, and a person loses his courage, no need to wait for the cavalry to rush and kill, the whole infantry will be chaotic, trample on each other, waiting for the harvest of the cavalry.

But......

These stupid fellows did not seem to show any signs of relenting, and even under the command, the soldiers of the front team drew their spears diagonally behind the chariot formation, as dense as the reeds on the shore of a lake.

Of course, Wanyan Tutu didn't know that in front of these foot soldiers, there would be backbones wearing iron-shelled hats, they held swords, and stood with their robes, they didn't take a step back, and the people around them would never retreat. The 'Iron Shell Fan Yang Hat' is the source of the strength of these ants' weak foot soldiers.

The lieutenants were shouting: "Resist the formation, raise your spears, block them, block them!" ”

The tip of the spear was obliquely aimed at the rushing cavalry, so dense that the scalp was about to explode, the Jurchen cavalry who rushed first had a trace of suspicion in their eyes, they were the same as Wanyan Tutu, they noticed something strange, the guys in front of them did not seem to be easy to deal with, they may not be more fierce than the Khitans, they may not have the strong physique of the enemy of the desert, but they have incomparable courage, this courage, may cause them a lot of trouble.

Sneer......

Without hesitation, the front Jurchen cavalry had already crashed into the spear forest, the war horse neighed and fell, and the cavalry on the horse was also stabbed countless holes in an instant, and the chariot in front of the infantry formation also clanged, like a about to collapse.

"Block!"

This is just the beginning, once the mouth is opened, the consequences will be fatal, the captain's eyes are red, resting with knives, the whole person with the shoulder against one end of the formation, in addition to the spearmen who hold up the spears, the sword and shield soldiers in the rear team also squeezed forward, against their lifeline.

"Knock Knock ......"

The strength of the war horse sprinting with all its strength is more than a thousand catties, every impact, of course, harvests the lives of the Jurchen cavalry like moths to a fire, they either fall off their horses, are trampled into meat by their companions, or crash into the spear forest, blood flows, or fly into the infantry formation, and are soon cut into several sections by the Xia army of the infantry formation. But every impact made the car formation loosen, and even this incomparably powerful force caused the infantry behind the car formation to be knocked away.

Rulin's spear was already full of flesh and blood, and the corpses piled up under the car array were like small mountains, and it was precisely these corpses that gave the Jurchens in the rear team an opportunity to take advantage of, and they flew up diagonally along the corpse mountain, and then fiercely pierced into the infantry formation with their spears.

The Jurchen cavalry who flew into the car and jumped into the infantry formation were like tigers, reaping their lives frantically with the impact of their horses, and then countless spears stabbed them from all sides, stabbing them to death.

At the beginning, there was still enough strength to deal with it, but as more and more Jurchen cavalry rushed into the battle, these Jurchens who were lucky enough to survive from the car formation and the spear forest were not afraid, and did not hesitate to face death, but before they died, there were always two or three foot soldiers who became the souls of their horses.

"Utu!"

Seeing that the car array has fallen in all directions, the straight carts are now like a crooked coastline, and even in a few places, there are already openings, and the Jurchen cavalry who rushed over like a tide saw the dawn in an instant, and their morale was like a rainbow, and they stepped on the corpses of the front team and roared angrily.

The panic began to spread in the infantry formation, and this panic caused the queue to be disordered, and Uda, who was the leader of the team, felt this atmosphere, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Once the infantry formation was defeated, all the efforts made by the Xia army were in vain. But......

Uda looked at the rear of the Yokoyama cavalry, which had already begun to move to the left flank, as if it was about to charge.

But...... At least hold on to a stick of incense and hold on to it in order to see the dawn of victory.

Uda pursed his lips, and Tie Qing's face was cloudy. At this time, a general seemed to see through Uda's thoughts, this general with a Confucian sword at his waist, a Confucian medal and a silver medal on his chest, he pulled out the Confucian knife at his waist and shouted: "Where is the captain?" ”

"Where's the captain...... "The lieutenant battalion officer, team officer, and even the pro-guard team members in the vicinity shouted together.

"Where's the captain?" In all corners of the infantry formation, there were people with Confucian swords shouting together, as if calling for a partner in the distance.

At this time, one by one, the iron-clad Fan Yang hats began to rush forward, abandoning their own team and surging forward with the general.

The soldiers of the infantry formation were stunned, and saw familiar figures, those usually old-fashioned guys, who appeared behind the formation from everywhere, and they shouted proudly: "The captain is here, here!" ”

Hundreds of captains, battalion officers, and team officers appeared at a gap three or four zhang in size, and they raised their swords without hesitation, and then at the gap, countless Jurchen cavalry flew in.

The flesh and blood went to resist the torrent of cavalry, and in an instant, they were rushed to pieces, and more than a dozen captains wearing iron-clad Fan Yang hats fell into a pool of blood. The cavalry's charge could not help but slow down, and at this time, more lifeless captains pounced, cut off the horse's legs, stabbed the horse's belly, and swept these cavalry off their horses.

It's just that the gap is like an exit from hell, and a steady stream of cavalry is increasing, stepping on the ground where the corpses are piled up, and continuing to rush in.

"Kill!"

The blood of the captain was not in vain, at this time, even the cowering soldiers were crazy, cowardice will be contagious, courage will also be contagious, the soldiers who had planned to hug their heads and run away at this time, at this time, they held up a spear, like a tide to attack the gap, some people crashed into the air, the blood of the stumps rained all over the sky, more people crowded up, cut with knives, blocked with their bodies, stabbed with spears, and even flew up to pull the knights off the horses, rolled together, picked with their fingers, and bit with their teeth.

The formation behind the chariot formation was even tighter, and everyone was surging in the direction of the chariot array, impenetrable, and the Jurchen cavalry came in from the gap, and they blocked the enemy at the gap with their flesh and blood.

At this time, there was a gap in another car formation, and the car was smashed into pieces, and there was no need to command at this time, and someone shouted: "Where is the captain?" ”

"Where's the captain?"

………………

The Jurchen cavalry was stunned, and they attacked with all their might, but they still couldn't rush away from this car array, which was like a flat boat in the ocean to withstand the stormy waves, every time it was crumbling, it was beaten down by the waves several feet high, but it was always a miracle with a little stubbornness and angry waves.

Tired...... Deep tiredness, not only the Jurchen cavalry, but even the soldiers in the infantry formation also had a tiredness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, with the chariot array, everyone became numb, rushed over, crashed into the air, and then was pulled off the horse, cut off the head, a chariot formation, turned into a meat grinder, every minute and every second, countless people fell in a pool of blood, and countless people let out the last moan.

However, at this time, when the fierce Jurchen cavalry broke up a chariot formation, the familiar voice sounded again.

"Where's the captain? Where is the captain? ”